Monologue

Monologue of George VonStrouson
Hello Edna, it’s me, George. I’m sure you already knew that though. I know I haven’t visited you in a while, and I apologize for that. I brought you some flowers. I’ll just leave them by your tombstone. Our sons are doing just fine. Also, your grandchildren are growing up so fast. I should bring them here to visit you sometime. Would you like that? Champ misses you a lot. I miss you too. Last time you saw him, he was just a little puppy. Now he’s an old dog like me.
Listen Edna, I have a confession to make. I curse myself for never telling you this before. Back in my youth, long before I met you, I grew up over in Germany. During the Second World War, I enlisted myself into the Nazi Army under the command of Adolf Hitler. I did this thinking that it would bring honor to the VonStrouson name, but really only brought shame to it instead. I was posted at Auschwitz, the death camp over in Poland. I was responsible for the deaths of thousands of innocent people. I know that it’s terrible and I hate myself for the disturbing things that I’ve done and witnessed.
After the war, I fled the country to come live in America. I thought that I’d be able to leave my past behind me in Germany, but I was wrong. The memory has never stopped haunting me. My life started going in a downward spiral until I began to study at the university. That’s when we met Edna. I fell in love with you as soon as our eyes met. You became my reason to live. You reminded me that I could still live life to the fullest. I know that there is nothing I can do to take back what I’ve done in the past. I just can’t bear to tell our sons this. I want them to be proud of our family instead of being ashamed to be apart of it.
Hopefully God will forgive me for what I have done and allow me to see you once again. If not, there is a spot reserved for me in the fiery blazes of Hell right next to Hitler himself.
Well Edna, it seems that I really must be going. Goodbye until next time my love.