[I wrote this in a creative writing class, and it's adapted from Neil Simon's "The Prisoner of Second Avenue."]
[Melissa is pacing around the room, frantically.]
Dan: Melissa, what’s the matter?
Melissa: What’s the matter? What’s the matter?? I’ve been kidnapped, that’s what’s the matter!
Dan: [confused] Kidnapped?
Melissa: Yes, kidnapped! People came and took me out of my house. I’ve been kidnapped!
[starts to cry]
Dan: Sweetie, calm down, please.
Melissa: No, dammit, I will not calm down!
Dan: Melissa, you really need to calm down. Why do you think you were kidnapped?
Melissa: I was sitting in the living room watching TV when a bunch of men in white suits came
and took me away!
Dan: A bunch of men came and took you away just like that, huh?
Melissa: What do you think? …I called them up and said “I live at 123 Woodland Avenue, come
take me away?” I was kidnapped!
Dan: Melissa, it’s going to be okay. I’m sure they did it for a good reason.
Melissa: [angrily] They did it for a good reason?!? What on earth would a good reason be for
someone to kidnap me??
Dan: Uh…maybe you weren’t kidnapped.
Melissa: Of course I was kidnapped! I was taken out of my home and put into this strange white
room. Where the hell am I anyway?!?
Dan: Honey, calm down and take your medication. I’ll explain everything to you later.
