A Silent murder.
This was a play I had written back in the 90s. My best friend at the time lived at the house with the dark brown door.
My 2 girls went to the school at the bottom of the street, I would walk up and down this street all day collecting my children from school and visiting friends.
I was only 29 years old and the age on the closing date in July. DDExsposher was a BBC programme and they was looking for new talent.
You had to make up people from multiple backgrounds and agers.
A silent Murder.
Opening Sean, :
It is set 5am in the morning as the sun is rising and birds are starting to sing their morning cores.
We are a bird looking dawn from the sky onto the street below as we turn a nd glide dawn to the street below we see all the chimney pots getting closer to use.
We land on the TV airreal witch vibrates do to the wind blowing use around.
Then we make for the ground we end up sat on a wall in the back yard of a terraced house with a blue door looking at the dogs kenal, in the back yard, we can here clanking of bottles, on the step are two empty milk bottles.
Just then there is a dark shadow witch was sliding dawn the backing's then up the path next door.
The silence is broken by...
My 2 girls went to the school at the bottom of the street, I would walk up and down this street all day collecting my children from school and visiting friends.
I was only 29 years old and the age on the closing date in July. DDExsposher was a BBC programme and they was looking for new talent.
You had to make up people from multiple backgrounds and agers.
A silent Murder.
Opening Sean, :
It is set 5am in the morning as the sun is rising and birds are starting to sing their morning cores.
We are a bird looking dawn from the sky onto the street below as we turn a nd glide dawn to the street below we see all the chimney pots getting closer to use.
We land on the TV airreal witch vibrates do to the wind blowing use around.
Then we make for the ground we end up sat on a wall in the back yard of a terraced house with a blue door looking at the dogs kenal, in the back yard, we can here clanking of bottles, on the step are two empty milk bottles.
Just then there is a dark shadow witch was sliding dawn the backing's then up the path next door.
The silence is broken by...