Script PlanningDrafts and final script to be read

Draft Scripts• Draft 1; my initial script was written to be longer than necessary. I

then timed it and it took 3 minutes 24 seconds to read so had to be cut down- producing my second draft…• Draft2; this was a shorter version of my initial script- this was also

altered slightly to make better sense for example the years since the couple met was reduced to a more realistic time period and some of the phrases were made less formal and more suited to a males perspective. This took 2 minutes 49 seconds to read.• Final script; some final adjustments were made and the script was

again shortened slightly to fit under 2 minutes.

First Draft43 years and 7 months ago, I fell in love with Agnes Blake but it was another 4 months before she knew it. I went to the coffee shop everyday just to speak to her and see her smile. I have always hated coffee but it was worth it. I asked her out for the first time on August 27th and I’ve never looked back. We were so happy and I loved her with every last piece of my heart.

I will never understand why she was taken from me like this; it isn’t fair- her soul was so pure and full of life. Without her I am nothing- nothing but a useless wreck of a man. I can’t cope without her. How am I supposed to live when each breath is a task I have no desire to overcome?

The tears no longer spring in my eyes while I weep into my hands and the alcohol doesn’t numb the pain. The slashes up my wrists can no longer distract me from the agony I feel inside and nothing I do can ever bring her back.

I wake up each morning in a bed colder and emptier than the day before, I feel myself sinking away. She was my purpose, the reason I existed and the one I thanked God for every night. The Lord won’t forgive me for what I am going to do but an eternity with the devil is a blissful concept in comparison to the hell I live every second of my time on earth.

Tonight will be my last. The last time that I wake up to an empty bed. The last time that I bury my head into the pillow, breathing deeply to try and pick up the last of her scent that still gently caresses everything she touched. The last time that I trail my fingers over her dresses hung neatly in our wardrobe. The last time I light the candles around the photo of us on our wedding day and the last time I go to sleep without her by my side.

If there was any other way to deal with this I would do it but now I find the only path to release me from this constant torture is to take my life and finally be at peace. I know how disappointed she would be with me for making this decision but my only remaining hope is the slightest possibility that when I leave this world behind, I will once again be reunited with my true love once again.

To my darling Aggie, I will love you always. I’ll come and find you on the other side…

Second Draft28 years and 4 months ago, I fell in love with Agnes Blake. I went to the coffee shop everyday just to speak to her and see her smile. I have always hated coffee but it was worth it. We had our first date on August 25th and I’ve never looked back. We were so happy and I loved her with every last piece of my heart.

I will never understand why she was taken from me like this; it isn’t fair. Without her I am nothing- nothing but a useless wreck of a man. I can’t cope without her. How am I supposed to live when each breath is a task I have no desire to overcome?

I wake up each morning in a bed colder and emptier than the day before, I feel myself sinking away. She was my purpose, the reason I existed and the one I thanked God for every night. The Lord won’t forgive me for what I am going to do but an eternity with the devil is a blissful concept in comparison to the hell I live every second of my time on earth.

Tonight will be my last. The last time that I wake up to an empty bed. The last time that I bury my head into the pillow, desperately clinging to the last of her scent that still lingers within everything that she has touched. The last time that I trail my fingers over her dresses hung neatly in our wardrobe. The last time I light the candles around the photo of us on our wedding day and the last time I mourn over our promised life together.

If I thought for even a second that there was any other way to deal with this I would do it but now I find the one and only way to deal with constant torture is to take my life and finally have a chance at peace. I know how disappointed she would be with me for making this decision but my only remaining hope lies with the smallest possibility, that when I leave this world behind, I will once again be reunited with my one true love.

To my darling Aggie, I will love you always. I’m coming to find you on the other side…

I Promise.

Final Script28 years and 4 months ago, I fell in love with Agnes Blake. We had our first date on August 25th and I’ve never looked back. We were so happy and I loved her with every last piece of my heart.

Why was she taken from me? Without her I am nothing- nothing but a useless wreck of a man. I can’t live without her. How am I supposed to cope when every breath I take is a task I have no desire to overcome?

But tonight will be my last. The last time I will wake up to an empty bed. The last time that I bury my head into the pillows, desperately clinging to the last of her scent that still lingers within everything that she has touched. The last time that I trail my fingers over her dresses hung neatly in our wardrobe. The last time that I light the candles around the photo of us on our wedding day and the last time I mourn over our promised life together.

If I thought for even a second that there was another way to deal with this I would do it but now I find that the one and only way to deal with constant torture is to take my life and finally have a chance at peace. I know how disappointed she would be with me for making this decision but my only remaining hope lies with the smallest possibility, that when I leave this world behind, I will once again be reunited with my one true love.

To my darling Aggie, I will love you always. I’m coming to find you on the other side…

I Promise.