Excerpt from “Alice”
EXT. BASEBALL FIELD – DAY
A baseball flies out of bounds into a large expanse of trees. Three young boys follow its path with their eyes; their hands perched on their heads blocking the sun.
BOBBY(12), knees of his worn jeans clad with caked-orange-dust, motions to another boy as he removes a baseball mitt from his right hand.
Come on John, it’s your turn to get it.
JOHNNY(12), sighs loudly as he looks over at his friend.
Alright, alright. I’m goin’.
Johnny ambles over in the direction of their fly ball. He removes his Red-Sox baseball cap from his head to reveal an untamed mop of dark hair. He slowly spans the expanse of trees from roots to leafy tops. His head lays straight between his shoulders, a tiny nose pointed toward the sky. He gulps. After taking a deep breath, he runs straight into the forest.
EXT: THE FOREST – DAY
Johnny walks through the forest with his head pointed toward the ground; spanning the grass for the baseball and humming to himself. Two bushy trees mesh into one, blocking his path. He pushes through the hindering branches, and walks into a clearing.