Title: “Mirror, Mirror”

Characters:

• Leah: A high school girl who struggles with low body image, constantly
comparing herself to others.
• Sam: Leah’s best friend, who is confident and supportive, encouraging Leah to
embrace her uniqueness.
• Narrator: Represents Leah’s inner thoughts, both the negative and positive
voices in her head.

Scene 1: “The Reflection”

Setting: Leah’s bedroom. A large mirror stands center stage. Leah sits in front of it, staring at
her reflection. The room is quiet, and the atmosphere feels heavy with her uncertainty. Sam is
sitting on the bed nearby, scrolling through her phone but keeping an eye on Leah.

Leah looks at herself in the mirror, frowning slightly as the Narrator begins to speak. The
Narrator’s voice is a representation of Leah’s inner dialogue.

• Narrator (as Leah’s inner critic): “Look at you. You’re not thin enough. Your skin
isn’t clear like the other girls. You’ll never be pretty enough. Everyone sees it, you know.”

Leah sighs, running her hands through her hair, clearly upset.

• Leah (softly): “Why do I even try? No matter what I do, I don’t look like… them.”

Sam, sensing Leah’s mood, puts down her phone and walks over to her. She crouches down
beside Leah, looking at her reflection in the mirror.

• Sam (gently): “Leah, what are you talking about? You’re amazing just the way
you are.”
• Leah (shaking her head): “You don’t get it, Sam. Every time I look at myself, I just
see… everything wrong. I’m too big, my nose is weird, my hair is always a mess. It’s like, no
matter how hard I try, I’ll never be enough.”

The Narrator continues to whisper Leah’s doubts, echoing her self-criticism.

• Narrator (as Leah’s inner critic): “You’ll always be the one they overlook. You’re
invisible, just background noise compared to everyone else.”

Leah’s expression grows sadder as she listens to her inner critic. But Sam steps in, her voice
strong and determined.
 • Sam (firmly): “Leah, stop. Look, I know you have these thoughts, but that doesn’t
mean they’re true. You’re not ‘too big,’ you’re not ‘weird,’ and you’re definitely not invisible. I see
you. And the people who care about you, they see how beautiful you are, inside and out.”

Leah looks at Sam, unsure, but starting to soften.

• Leah (doubtful): “But what if I’m not? What if I’m just… not good enough?”

The Narrator’s voice changes, now becoming a positive, supportive inner voice. It’s still Leah’s
thoughts, but this time it’s the voice of self-acceptance, growing louder.

• Narrator (as Leah’s supportive voice): “What if you are enough? What if beauty
isn’t about being perfect? What if it’s about being you?”

Leah hesitates, hearing the shift in her thoughts. She glances back at the mirror, this time with a
little less judgment. Sam stands up and pulls Leah to her feet, turning her to face the mirror.

• Sam (smiling): “You don’t have to look like anyone else. You’re Leah. You have
this amazing smile, you’re smart, kind, and you light up every room you walk into. That’s what
people see. That’s what I see.”

Leah stares at herself, the Narrator’s positive voice growing stronger.

• Narrator (supportive): “You are enough. You are more than enough. Your body
doesn’t define your worth, and neither do anyone else’s opinions.”

Leah takes a deep breath, her posture straightening slightly as she begins to absorb Sam’s
words and her own inner encouragement.

• Leah (softly, but with growing confidence): “Maybe… maybe I don’t have to be
perfect. Maybe it’s okay to just be me.”

Sam smiles and gives Leah a playful nudge.

• Sam (grinning): “Exactly! Perfection’s overrated anyway.”

Leah looks back in the mirror, a small smile creeping onto her face for the first time. She’s not
fully there yet, but she’s starting to see herself differently.

• Leah (smiling, to herself): “Yeah… I think I’m starting to get it.”

The Narrator speaks one last time, now fully the voice of self-acceptance.

• Narrator (as Leah’s supportive voice): “You are enough. You always were.”
Leah and Sam laugh together as the lights slowly fade, leaving Leah standing confidently in
front of the mirror, finally seeing herself with new eyes.

End

Or

Title: “More Than Just Grades”

Characters:

• Ravi: A high school student struggling with low marks in academics but excelling
in sports and music.
• Mr. Kapoor: Ravi’s teacher, concerned about his academic performance but also
aware of his talents outside the classroom.
• Priya: Ravi’s friend, supportive and proud of his achievements in music and
sports, encouraging him to see his strengths.

Scene 1: “The Meeting”

Setting: A school classroom after hours. Ravi sits at his desk, looking frustrated as he stares at
a report card with low marks. Mr. Kapoor stands at the front of the room, reviewing papers. Priya
sits on a desk nearby, strumming a guitar lightly, trying to cheer Ravi up.**

Ravi slumps in his chair, staring at his report card. Priya notices his mood and stops playing her
guitar.

• Priya (gently): “Hey, what’s wrong?”

• Ravi (sighing, showing her the report card): “Look at this. Low marks… again. It
doesn’t matter how hard I try, I just can’t keep up. Maybe I’m just not cut out for this.”

Priya looks at the report card, then back at Ravi, trying to cheer him up.

• Priya: “Ravi, come on. You’re amazing at soccer, and you’ve got a real gift with
music. Do you really think some numbers on a piece of paper change that?”

Before Ravi can respond, Mr. Kapoor walks over, holding a sheet of paper. He looks concerned
but not upset.

• Mr. Kapoor (calmly): “Ravi, I wanted to talk to you about your grades. I know it’s
frustrating when you’re not seeing the results you want academically. But I’ve also seen you on
the field, and I’ve heard your music. You have a lot of potential.”
Ravi looks up, still frustrated.

• Ravi: “But that’s just it, sir. Everyone only cares about marks. No one talks about
sports or music when it comes to ‘success.’ I feel like I’m failing in what actually counts.”

Mr. Kapoor sits down across from Ravi, his tone serious but kind.

• Mr. Kapoor: “I understand why you feel that way. And yes, school and grades are
important, but they aren’t everything. You’re talented in other areas that matter just as much. In
fact, being great at sports and music shows discipline, creativity, and leadership—qualities that
can take you far in life.”

Ravi listens, but still seems unsure.

• Ravi (doubtful): “But if I can’t keep up in class, what’s the point? I just don’t want
to disappoint everyone.”

Priya jumps in, speaking with more enthusiasm.

• Priya: “Ravi, you’re not disappointing anyone. Do you know how many people
wish they could play guitar like you or score the goals you do? You’ve got skills that a lot of us
only dream about. And not everyone’s path looks the same.”

Ravi glances at Priya, then back at Mr. Kapoor.

• Mr. Kapoor (nodding): “She’s right. Look, you don’t have to be perfect in every
subject. What you need to do is keep working hard where you struggle, but also remember to
nurture the things you excel at. Your strengths in sports and music are just as valuable as any
grade.”

Ravi starts to soften, his frustration slowly turning into contemplation.

• Ravi: “I guess… I’ve always thought that if I’m not getting top marks, then I’m not
good enough. But I do feel alive when I’m playing music or out on the soccer field.”

Mr. Kapoor smiles, seeing that Ravi is starting to shift his perspective.

• Mr. Kapoor: “Exactly. That feeling you get from music and sports? That’s where
your passion is. Don’t ignore it just because your grades aren’t perfect. Success is about finding
balance between what you need to work on and what you’re naturally good at.”

Priya strums a few playful chords on her guitar, grinning at Ravi.

 • Priya: “Yeah, and who knows? Maybe one day, you’ll be scoring goals at the
World Cup and releasing your own album. Who needs straight A’s for that?”

Ravi laughs, finally cracking a smile.

• Ravi (smiling): “Okay, okay. I get it. I’ll keep working on my grades, but I’m not
going to let them define me. I’ve got other things to offer, too.”

Mr. Kapoor stands up, nodding in approval.

• Mr. Kapoor: “That’s the spirit, Ravi. Keep your head up. You’re more than just
your report card.”

The bell rings, signaling the end of the school day. Ravi stands up, grabbing his bag. Priya
follows, still strumming her guitar as they head toward the door.

• Ravi (to Priya): “Maybe you can help me with my music theory, though. That’s
one subject I wouldn’t mind getting better at.”
• Priya (grinning): “Deal. But you’ve got to teach me how to score a goal without
tripping over my own feet.”

They laugh together as they exit the classroom, and Mr. Kapoor watches them leave, a proud
smile on his face. The lights slowly fade as the scene closes on a more hopeful note.

End