Lincoln's Assassination Monologue

Well, I’m assuming you know all about me, the murderer, the criminal, and all that. The one who killed the famous and incredible Abe Lincoln. Well… do you want to know why I killed him? How bout we start from the beginning, of my story. I was born out of my ma’s tummy on may 10, 1838 near Bel air, Maryland and automatically the second youngest of 10 children. At an early age I always watched my father act but also watched him drink as he had a donkey of a drinking problem. Growing up I was raised on a farm worked by our family slaves and went to Milton Boarding School for boys along with st. Timothy’s Hall. Everyone could tell you that I was charming as a kid , I guess that’s why everyone wanted me to follow my father's footsteps, because I was like him.
Later in life when I was 17 or so I started my acting career. I played my first role in a production of Shakespeare's Richard III and turned into a star. As you can see I had everything going for me. I was on tour all over the country with a Shakespearean acting company and I was adored by many. But, then a respiratory illness in 1863 meant that my fame was over, and that I would have to take temporary leave from the stage. There is something I didn’t tell you though, Just days prior to Abraham Lincoln's famed Gettysburg Address that same year, I saw him…. He was watching my show “The Marble Heart” at Ford’s theater, and this is where the good part of my story