Scout was being really nice to me, and she was interested in what I was saying. When I came home, I decided to write this monologue because it felt good to get everything off my chest. Now, I am going to talk more about my community. I want to be part of my community, but it is tough. If I tell everyone I am not drunk, they won’t want to be with me because they will see that I am acting the same as before and will think I am still drunk. If I tell the people I am drunk, they won’t want to hang out with me. So I need to find a different way for people to want to hang out with me. Also it is so mean how people in the community judge others. They should worry about themselves and not other people. Other people judge me that I hang out with black people. I don’t understand what is wrong with black people. I have black and white children and nothing is wrong with that. If I didn’t hang out with black people, then some people would like me because I am a rich white man. I can’t do that though because some of my children are black so I can’t be racist. That’s why people don’t want to be friends with me. My community is very demeaning so I am going to try to make it better and make some