This was my first attempt at a drama.
A BOY’S FEAR
INT. CONCRETE ROOM – DAY
Billy (10) a frightened boy cowers on a wooden bench bolted to the smooth concrete floor at the end of the rectangular concrete block room. He wears nothing but a pair of Speedos.
A heavy wood slab door closes off the room. A naked bulb burns overhead. A single metal showerhead juts out of a side wall.
The bare room shows years of human use, especially where a dark stain bleeds across the floor into a rusty metal drain.
Billy shivers. His eyes dart around nervously. He hugs his knees and watches the wooden door with dread.
Heavy footsteps echo outside the room. Billy moves down the bench and buries himself in the concrete corner shivering.
Suddenly a pair of boots appears outside the door. A heavy rapping startles Billy who lets out a small gasp.
The door swings open revealing Vincent(50) a large burly MAN.
Vincent smiles at the cowering Billy.
Billy, I’ve been waiting for you.
He holds out his hand and gestures for Billy to come to him.
Billy slinks back against his wall and shakes his head, terrified.
Come on boy.
Vincent snaps his fingers, but keeps smiling.
Billy resigns himself to his fate, stands up, and slowly takes Vincent’s hand.
INT. CONCRETE HALLWAY – DAY
Vincent leads Billy out of the room and into a dimly-lit concrete hallway lined with identical small rooms.
Vincent pulls the reluctant Billy down the hallway.
They round a bend. Bright daylight momentarily blinds Billy.
Vincent kneels down and looks Billy in the eyes.
This is for your own good.
The sound of children laughing, screaming, and splashing makes it to the pair.
Billy, you don’t have a choice. You need to learn how to swim.
Billy reluctantly heads out toward the pool.
Vincent smiles as he watches Billy face his fear.
FADE TO BLACK.
Oh, and this was one of my first happy endings :P
Created: Jan 08, 2010Document Media