Short Film:

We were asked to write a short story based on which we had to shoot a film.

The actor in the film is my little sister, Swaraa Prabhudesai.

Story 1:

Sam walks into her room, while still looking for her diary. She sees Bobby sitting at her desk, her hair spilling over something she seems to be writing upon. Peering from behind her shoulder with utmost horror Sam sees Bobby scribbling something in her diary. Her diary was her all time go to, anyone reading it, let alone writing in it was sacrilegious! A huge wave of anger shakes her from head to toe, and Sam throws Bobby off the chair, sending her sprawling across the floor. With bruised knees and a cut lip, Bobby gets up, dusts herself and leaves the room without throwing so much as a glance at Sam. Exhausted from the day’s work, Sam decides to retire for the day. It’s 2:43am. Sleep has still not paid her a visit, and so Sam decides to splash her face with some water. She enters the washroom, turns on the lights, and stares at the mirror above the basin. Bobby’s cut lip doesn’t seem anywhere close to healing.

Story to be shot (Story 1):

Scene 1:

Focus on Sam’s hands, looking through books. (Voice in her head, “where is it, where’d it go?”)

Zoom in on Sam’s back, as she walks into her room.

Focus on her face as she looks at Bobby.

Bobby sitting at the desk, writing, her hair spilling over it. (camera angle: Sam’s POV)

Scene 2:

Sam walks towards Bobby, looks from behind her shoulder,

Sam: “My diary! How dare you write in it Bobby!” (is overcome with anger, throws Bobby off the chair.)

(angle: Sam’s POV)

Bobby is sprawled across the floor, face turned towards the floor.

Bobby (injured) gets up, wipes the blood off her lip.

Zoom in on Bobby’s blood stained fingers.

Leaves the room without looking at the camera. (angle: POV of Sam)

Sam lies down on her bed. (Focus on side of Sam’s face)

Scene 3:

Clock shows 2:43am.

(In the dark)

Sam gets out of bed, (angle: her back) enters the washroom, turns on the lights (focus on her hand), stares at the mirror above the basin (move camera angle from the basin upwards to show her face in the mirror).

Zoom in on her face.

Sam wipes the blood off her lip.

Sam: “I told you not to touch my diary.”

Fade out

Credits