EXT. PARK BENCH - MORNING
The girl is quietly sitting on a park bench. P.O.V. shot of her opening a book. Annabel is written on the inside cover.
The park around her is completely empty except for her.
A man with dark and lonely eyes walks next to her on the bench, sits down and goes on his phone.
MAN
Excuse me, may I sit here? I was just wondering. May I? Hello? EXCUSE ME?!
ANNABEL
Sorry, I… I was just reading. Ummm…
The girl’s fingers tensed as she couldn’t help but notice the tattoo on his right arm. The tattoo was old and faded. She squinted at his arm and realised what it said: Annabel.
ANNABEL
I can’t help but notice your tattoo. What is it?
The man quickly jolted his head towards the girl and stood up. He begins to look around at the park and checks his watch. The man starts to walk away. He looked down at the tattoo that the girl had mentioned. After a moment of silence the man burst out into a deadly laugh.
MAN
It’s the name of a girl I met…
EXT. PARK BENCH – AFTERNOON
The girl had been on the bench for more than an hour with no one disturbing her in that time. An old woman stumbled onto the bench, shaking as she went. She sat in the exact same place than the man that had sat there before. The woman started to hum softly to herself.
OLD WOMAN
Sweetie, you look so much like my granddaughter, so young and innocent. I can’t believe she has gone. Stolen from this world. Unfair, unfair it was.
(cont.)
She did not deserve to die so young and today being her funeral just makes me want to cry, so unfair. Such a waste of a beautiful human life.
ANNABEL
I’m so sorry for your loss. I bet she was an amazing girl. What was her name?
The old woman stood up slowly and let out a murderous giggle.
OLD WOMAN
Annabel dear, Annabel was her name.
EXT. PARK BENCH – SUNSET
The park was lonely and quiet. The girl still remained on the bench. Her eye were slowly shutting from exhaustion, until a shadow of a young girl strolled into the park, but suddenly jerked back with fright. Her eyes bulged with terror staring straight into the girl’s eyes.
YOUNG GIRL
Leave us alone. Please just go Annabel.
Annabel gets up and starts to sprint, trying to get out of the park. You can hear her breathing and her footsteps. She falls.
~
A P.O.V. shot of eyes blinking.
Ending shot of the park bench (now empty) with flowers, candles and pictures of Annabel.
MAN, OLD WOMAN, YOUNG GIRL
No more Annabel’s. We lose ours, you lose yours.
Screen goes black.
The girl is quietly sitting on a park bench. P.O.V. shot of her opening a book. Annabel is written on the inside cover.
The park around her is completely empty except for her.
A man with dark and lonely eyes walks next to her on the bench, sits down and goes on his phone.
MAN
Excuse me, may I sit here? I was just wondering. May I? Hello? EXCUSE ME?!
ANNABEL
Sorry, I… I was just reading. Ummm…
The girl’s fingers tensed as she couldn’t help but notice the tattoo on his right arm. The tattoo was old and faded. She squinted at his arm and realised what it said: Annabel.
ANNABEL
I can’t help but notice your tattoo. What is it?
The man quickly jolted his head towards the girl and stood up. He begins to look around at the park and checks his watch. The man starts to walk away. He looked down at the tattoo that the girl had mentioned. After a moment of silence the man burst out into a deadly laugh.
MAN
It’s the name of a girl I met…
EXT. PARK BENCH – AFTERNOON
The girl had been on the bench for more than an hour with no one disturbing her in that time. An old woman stumbled onto the bench, shaking as she went. She sat in the exact same place than the man that had sat there before. The woman started to hum softly to herself.
OLD WOMAN
Sweetie, you look so much like my granddaughter, so young and innocent. I can’t believe she has gone. Stolen from this world. Unfair, unfair it was.
(cont.)
She did not deserve to die so young and today being her funeral just makes me want to cry, so unfair. Such a waste of a beautiful human life.
ANNABEL
I’m so sorry for your loss. I bet she was an amazing girl. What was her name?
The old woman stood up slowly and let out a murderous giggle.
OLD WOMAN
Annabel dear, Annabel was her name.
EXT. PARK BENCH – SUNSET
The park was lonely and quiet. The girl still remained on the bench. Her eye were slowly shutting from exhaustion, until a shadow of a young girl strolled into the park, but suddenly jerked back with fright. Her eyes bulged with terror staring straight into the girl’s eyes.
YOUNG GIRL
Leave us alone. Please just go Annabel.
Annabel gets up and starts to sprint, trying to get out of the park. You can hear her breathing and her footsteps. She falls.
~
A P.O.V. shot of eyes blinking.
Ending shot of the park bench (now empty) with flowers, candles and pictures of Annabel.
MAN, OLD WOMAN, YOUNG GIRL
No more Annabel’s. We lose ours, you lose yours.
Screen goes black.