“I could not take it any longer. I had a knife in my hand ready to kill. I felt as if no one understood, they treated me like a piece of shit. All I wanted to do was kill, make people suffer the way I was. That was when I saw a man holding a brief case, I thought to myself, what is so special about him that he is able to walk around with a job and pride. He was nothing better than me, I could no longer hold in my anger.
As the man approached me I got more and more tensed. I put my hand in my pocket and gripped my bread knife. It was then that the man got into his car and drove of.
God knows what would have happened he were to have continued walking.This had made me even more furious. I wanted to hurt him. Then I continued walking on the empty street, kicking an empty bottle along with me. The night was dark and deserted.
It was at that very moment when I heard a shuffling noise coming from behind the trash can. Taking my knife with me I went towards the bin. I noticed a cat in the bin. I was inches away from taking its life when I saw an advertising leaflet on his foot.Still furious, I pulled it of. I read ‘Auditions for Britain’s next best actor’.
Once I read it I had a slight feeling of relief, but then I thought why would they choose me if no ever noticed me. I put the leaflet into my pocket and walked back toward my home. On the journey there I was thinking about nothing but the opportunity that came to me through a dust bin.I went home still thinking about it. I thought to myself this was my chance to prove everyone wrong, especially all those who put me down. I wanted them to all regret underestimating me.
‘What you got there’, she grabbed the leaflet from my hand and began to laugh. ‘You, a actor, you couldn’t go through the first round all the over times, what makes you thin your gonna win now’. I never said anything back, I was just sitting with my head down wondering if I should pull out my knife once again, I decided not to. ‘listen you punk, your crap, crap, crap at being a husband, crap at making money, crap at everything, huhhh, thinking of auditioning, you probly don’t even know the meaning of that.I thought all she ever does is put me down.
‘shutup you fat pig, go and make yourself useful, instead of showing me your ugly face and making me sick’. I forced her out of our room. I was positive I wanted to audition. I wanted to show her that she was.I read the rest of the leaflet, the first audition was for the next day. I was pretty certain that I wanted to show here that she was wrong. I continued to read the leaflet, the first auditions were for the next day.
I was anxious to win. I sat down and felt the knife prick me, I took it out and put it back thinking to myself I did no longer need it.Before making several attempts to go to sleep I had finally done it, I fell asleep. The next thing I remembered was hearing a disturbing voice shouting at the top of her voice. It was then that I knew it, ???? was on her way to come and out me down once again.
Before she could come in I grabbed my shoes and clothes and went into the bathroom. I washed and changed as fast as I could and made my way out side. I needed to go to Oxford Street according to the leaflet. I was excited after many days and for the first had a slight feeling that something positive was going to happen.I got to my destination in less than an hour.
The queue was quite long, however I thought it would be worth the wait. The people in the line looked pretty friendly. They were there practising there act. The queue was never ending, it went through many curves and then up a pair of huge stairs. After hours I was the next to be called in.
A slim figure called ‘next’, I had never been so nervous. I followed him into the room. Inside the room was a long desk, with three people sitting. Then one of them shouted ‘we haven’t got all day, show us your act’. I gulped, thinking of what to show. I hadn’t even prepared. Then I thought to myself, I have the talent I just have to perform at something I am good at.As superman was my favourite hero and film I decided to act out a scene from there.
I thought it was going pretty well. I acted for a couple of minutes. After I had performed I was waiting for my clap, I received it after about 10 seconds of silence. I thought it had gone well, but I was of course wrong. They clapped but then the judge in the middle laughed and said ‘this is an audition for an actor not a clown, now don’t waist mine and your time, and get your self out of here’. I felt anger roar through my blood, I couldn’t take no one criticising me after what I had been through. I approached the lady, by this time I had no control over myself.The next thing I remember from there is me waking up in a police car and being arrested for murdering a judge at the audition.
I did not mean to throw her down the stairs, infact I was not aware that I had done it until this police officer had told me. Now I have told you the whole story of what I remember happening.””Ok, after hearing both sides of this tragic event, I have no option but to say that this man is guilty of murder. He will have a life sentence for this horrible thing he had done to this poor women and the pain he has caused to her family. Court is now closed. Take him away guards.”