Shot list

Shots List:

• Kitchen:
o Eye level- running into the house
o Low shot- to Shelby (medium) to Me
o Low to Eye level- running away
• Park:
o Bird’s eye view- running to park
o High shot- swinging
o Low level- Shelby behind me
o High- beating
o High- bloody face
o Eye level- beating up guys running away
• House:
o Eye level- mum phoning the police
o High level- dad comforting mother
• Garden:
o High level- Susie lying on the trampoline
o Eye level- girl walking into the house
• Inside the house:
o High level- inside the lounge
o Medium angle- wondering the house.
• The girl is wondering the house. No one is the house because they’re at her funeral.
o High angle- sees Letty on the sofa
o Eye level- Susie walking over to Letty
o Eye level/ medium- conversation between Letty and Susie
o Eye level- family comes inside the house from the front
o High angle- family walks to the dinning table
o Eye level- Susie walks over to them
o Medium- family talking
• Outside:
o High angle- Letty and Susie seating on the steps talking
o Eye level- Sister walking outside
• Sister is patting the dog, looks up to see Susie with Letty runs inside the house
• Susie’s room:
o STAY’S THE SAME

• FEW YEARS LATER
o Eye level- mother preparing dinner
o High angle- sister is setting the table up
o Eye level- family seating around the table
• Mother looks around the table and says, “Everything will be alright”
• Outside
o Eye level- Susie and Letty talking about how everything will be all right and walks off.

story

“Yo stupid!!! Where’s your mommy?? Oh wait you don’t have one!! Hahaha”.
“Shut up…”
“What? What was that baby?? Sorry I couldn’t hear you, gosh maybe your not smart enough for us to hear… no wonder your mom decided to kill herself, I would too if I was your mom”.
“Shut up. Shut up… SHUT UP!!!! SHUT YOUR FREAKIN DIRTY MOUTH!!!!!”
“Who the hell do you think you are to tell me to shut up dork? Huh big guy? Ohh look at him his fists are clenched. What? You gonna hit me tough guy? Why don’t ya come on big guy…? Admit it you don’t have the guts… If you did your mom wouldn’t have killed herself. Let’s go boys”.
Once upon a time there was a boy named Trevor, he was 13 when he was named soul stealer. No one ever saw him or knew when he was going to strike or even if he existed until that very night.
(Flash back)
“Trevor get down from there!!! It’s dangerous!! Get down here this instance”.
“I hate you all!!! You cruel people!!! I’ll see you in hell!!!!”
Trevor was on top of the school building, on the edge screaming hating words and crying. At the time no one really cared… That is until he jumped… off… the… building.
“OH MY GOD someone call the ambulance right now!!! Everyone stay away!!! Go back to class this instance!! THATS AN ORDER” said our principal.
Trevor was the only one we talked about for the next few weeks.
“That idiot, I knew he was always strange, lucky I kept my distance to him” said Dylan the ‘cool’ one or as most of us call him, the school jerk.
Dylan was the one everyone blamed, for Trevor’s death. He wouldn’t leave Trevor alone, using Trevor’s mother as his ‘joke’. As time went by the accident started to become less and less of the gossip at school, till one day. In the middle of 4th period, a screeching scream came from the girls’ toilet. With that everybody rushed to the toilets.

It was a Thursday; rain pouring outside, water dripping onto the cold concrete floor, lights in some classrooms flickering on and off. Something was… off that day… it was the same old Thursday as like any other Thursday… but something, something about that day gave me Goosebumps and even the shivers. Walking along the corridors of the school with a blank mind, I realised that the light in the corridors were flickering…
“Damn lights,” I thought to myself…
While examining the lights someone or something flashed past my eyes…
“What the… hello?? Anyone there?” I called out.
I heard no answer. Feeling like I was being watched, I picked up my pace.
SWISH!
I felt something cold go past behind my back…
I looked back and called again “Who are you? Why are you doing this?! Leave me alone!!!”
I turned around…
I felt like my soul was being sucked away…
“AHHHHHHHHHHH”
I started bawling my eyes out.
“Oh gosh, I’m sooo sorry! Are you ok? I didn’t mean to scare you…” said Mr. Martin
I looked up and saw Mr. Martin staring back at me. I wiped my tears off my face and said its ok and kept walking towards to my classroom. Walking past the girls’ bathroom, I heard a voice… a familiar voice calling my name… chanting my name “Jane… Jane… Jane…”
I looked around me to see anyone standing there. No one…
“Jane… Jane… Jane”
I was now getting paranoid. I couldn’t resist myself from peeking into the toilet to prove to myself that it was nothing and that it was just one of the students fooling around. I peeked inside… I was hoping to find girls giggling and yelling Gotcha or something like that, but the toilets was as quite as if I have got myself in the middle of nowhere with no one around. All I could hear was dripping water and the wind howling from the outside…
“Hello?” I called…
Nothing… just the echo of my voice was all I could hear.
When I was about to walk out of the toilets I heard it… again…
“Jane… Jane… Jane…”
Getting scared I yelled, “Who was that? Show yourself this instance!”
Tears started running down my face…
The next thing I heard were the chuckling noises of mocking laughter…
“Jane, Jane, Jane… don’t worry I won’t hurt you, I’m here to play with you. Will you play with me? I am oh so lonely on the other side…”
I have heard that voice somewhere before… it was a voice I always heard but haven’t heard for a while now… Oh My God… it couldn’t be… no it was impossible… I felt cold, dark shivers running through my body as I said this word… “Trevor…”
I screamed with all my power and energy I had in my whole body. The next thing I knew was I was surrounded by teachers and students in the middle of the toilet floor.
“Are you ok?” the principal asked me.
I tried to talk but no voice came out of me… I started to sob than I started to cry hard until I forgot how to breathe…
The principal dismissed everyone and took me to her office. She gave me a cup of tea and than when I calmed down she asked me again…
“Can you tell me what happened?”
I kept quite for a while and said in a voice that even I couldn’t hear “I saw Trevor…”
The principal looked at me for a while and all she said was nothing…
I was looking down to my knee and once in a while peeked up to the principal…
Finally she asked “Jane… you do realise Trevor is no longer… here”
I looked at her as if someone just vomited on her face. I answered back “Umm… Miss I think I know Trevor is dead! I think I should know better than you. How can you even assume that I wouldn’t know MISS??? He was my BROTHER!!!!!”
I don’t know what came over me but at that moment I felt so angry towards her… I mean I was his sister… his sister… his siste…r…
Miss. Fran looked at me as if I’ve gone mad. While she was talking to me about how I wasn’t to talk to her like that and that I should show some more respect, I heard it again…
“Jane…”
I turned back… it was the wall. Miss. Fran was furious by this time. She now changed the subject on how I should listen when she was talking…
But cutting her off, I heard laughter… it was him… he came back… for me…
“Getting in trouble again Jane?”
“Who said that?”
“Who said what Jane? Jane, are you even listening to me” said Miss. Fran
“I’m sorry Miss. Fran, please go on” I replied
She looked at me as if I had the mad cow disease but did still go on.
“Guess what Jane; I thought of something fun to do… you can do it with me if you want…”
I tried to block out Trevor’s voice out of my head…
“You know you can’t hold me off forever Jane”
“Go away… leave me alone” I said in a whisper
“Here’s the deal Jane… I’ll tell you what the plan of my fun is and you can tell me if you want to join.”
I said nothing…
“Well, my plan is to…”
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO”
Miss. Fran jumped off from her seat in surprise. “I’m sorry Miss but I have to go”
I left her office before she could stop me…
“Welcome Jane, I’m glad that you chose to join me in my fun plan”
I didn’t like his plan; I actually hated his plan soo much that if I could I would kill him again. I heard his voice getting further and further…no… he was going to do it and I was to slow to stop him…
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
That was Dylan’s voice…
No he got to him… Trevor got to him…
I ran to the room and saw Dylan lying there… on the floor… looking as if the devil sucked his soul out of him… on his forehead there was a letter ‘L’ on it… everyone started to arrive and I heard gasps and also some sobs… I looked back and couldn’t believe myself… Dylan’s friend, Mat had the letter ‘L’ written on his forehead… he was next and there was nothing I could do to stop him… all I could say was that Mat’s and Dylan’s soul now belonged to Trevor… who knows who would be next…
It was funny how I could see the letter but no one else could… it was actually scary…trying to survive everyday without a mental break down was impossible… but one day, and because of this day I now ended up in the mental institution, when I thought that Trevor had enough fun… he didn’t… all I can say is that Mr. Martin’s soul belongs to Trevor… But all I wanted to know was… why Mr. Martin… What did he do to deserve this from Trevor…?

Reflection/Evaluation

writing my story took a lot of time as i had trouble thinking of an interesting story and also a story that actually made sense. before my actual story i had a story that was influenced by the theme of love. a teenage girl having her first love. but as change of plans i did not go on with it. i started a new story that the theme was based on a mystery/ thriller/ horror. the troubles that i had with my story was the structure of it, such as the storyboard and the planning of it. as i didn't actually had a thorough thought of what i was going to actually write about, or any plans to it it didn't help me a lot. i struggled to write it. while i did finish my story, i now had trouble with my storyboard and my treatment. as english is my second language, i had trouble writing it out in formal writing and also got confused throughout it. overall i finished it and was satisfied with my story.
in term 1 and 2 the evaluation we had to do on aviator and starwars helped me to understand about the film world and helped me with my story board. the analyzing of Moulin Rouge helped me to understand the parts of Mise-en-scene, sound and editing, how camera worked and how it would be effective in which angle when you shoot. this all helped me to write my story board and write my treatment.
writing this and researching about me helped me to understand the filming world. i now undertand the difference between low angle and high angle and actually know that different angles can make the same scene feel different. now when i watch a movie or even just t.v i can't help myself but to analyse the scenes.
overall i am satisfied with my treatment and is happy. to be honest i think i could have done better as in put more detail and maybe more effort into it and actually plan it before starting, but other than that i am proud of myself for actually planning and writing a treatment of my own story which is lead on to be a movie

Synopsis

As Trevor and Jane’s mum had taken her life, it had been a bumpy road for the two. As Jane found her confident to overcome everything and go on with her life Trevor is still stuck. While Trevor is having trouble getting over his mother’s death, he gets bullied about it at school, and with that he decides to take his own life. As he stands on the roof top of the school building he decides to rethink about it, but before he can turn around he gets pushed off the roof top. Jane and everyone at school assume that Trevor has taken his own life and that there was nothing to do about that. Jane tries her best to overcome everything all over again when she starts to be stalked by her brother. She starts losing her mind and starts to get paranoid, then when she finds out that her brother has some games up his sleeve Jane starts to lose it. When her brother doesn’t stop with the games she’s not able to hold herself together anymore and later ends up in the mental institution.

Character/setting

Trevor and Jane are siblings who are having a hard time after their mother’s tragic death. Trevor is a shy boy who gets bullied at school and also who keeps everything to himself. He doesn’t have friends and is classified as a nerd. He is tall and has dirty honey brown hair and hazel green eyes; he wears glasses and is skinny. He is not very outgoing and likes to keep things to himself. The only person he ever relied on was his older sister Jane.

Jane on the other hand is opposite to Trevor. She is very open and is loved by everyone. She is very outgoing and even after her mother’s death she kept her head held high. She is tall but shorter than Trevor and had light brown hair and hazel green eyes, she is also skinny. She is very sporty and loves being active. After her mother’s death, she took over the role of her mother to take care of Trevor.

School setting: One big school, classrooms, principal’s office, a rooftop, scary looking corridors and a scary looking toilet. The school should have a court yard where you can see the rooftop and has easy access to a class room. The corridor should have nothing in it, e.g., desks, bookshelves and etc. Also the corridor should be dark and blocked so no easy access outside. The toilet has mold around and old sink and very old fashion style toilets e.g., sink toilet, window and etc.