Wk 2 - Creative Reading Script

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Part II
Introduction: [Speech or Music] (Duration)
DJ: “Good day to our beloved listeners, and welcome to [Inert Radio Show/Segment Title]. This is DJ [Insert DJ Name] and we are here live with our special guest speaker, [INSERT NAME OF SPEAKER] to share a personal experience of one of the memorable events in history.”
Story 1: (Duration)
Speaker: “I’ll be talking about one seemingly typical Tuesday morning when people were bustling around doing their everyday thing. Not knowing that this specific day will be marked as one of the deadliest in American history that turned everything upside down. [COUNT 5] Unfortunately, I was among the strollers who heard a roar gradually cranking up [ENGINES] but I didn’t think much of it especially for the city that is reputed to be the aviation hub until I caught a glimpse of the unusually low altitude of the flight. Before the onlookers deal with their “hows” and “whys”; it collided into the North Tower. All I could hear for a moment were [SCREAMS] and people rushing away from the site in droves. It took me some time to believe what I had precisely witnessed. I wished it were a dream, but it felt like a living nightmare. [COUNT 10] After five minutes of sheer emotional conflict, I came into terms with the fact that the World Trade Centre was in serious trouble. I could still remember the un-survivable free-falls of dozens of people that I saw that day [COUNT 3] [QUIET] stranded in the building. In a matter of minutes, the dead-bodies of jumpers had littered around the building like a horror movie.”
Young man: “[QUIET] Apocalyptic”
Speaker: “I heard a man beside me say to no one in particular.”
Young man: “Never in my life, have I even imagined something like that, let alone witnessing it.”
Speaker: “We thought the worst part was over until [EXPLOSION]. Just like the replay of what had happened, from nowhere, another plane appeared and hit the Southern tower. It was hard to believe what was going on. Again, all we could do was to helplessly witness another jumping-spree. For the first time in my life, I got to the point where I would question the meaning and frailty of life. “[LOUD] Is that it? You jump from the dangers of a crumbling building only to be reduced into nothing”, I reflected seeing the bodies from that great height falling. [QUIET] There were so many questions in my ...