Thursday, February 27, 2020

Act 5 Scene 3

Romeo’s Diary – Entry 10
Dear Diary,
            When I arrived at the vault, there were two ominous men that seemed to be criminals. It seemed they thought the same of me too, because one of them had accused me of taking revenge on the dead bodies of the Capulet families because I am a Montague. I brawled with him, my desperation clouding my judgement. I absent mindedly stabbed the man who was unlucky enough to get in my way of pursuing my mission. Once I revealed his face, it was the Count Paris, and his last request was to lay him next to Juliet. That was when I realized that were similar. We both loved Juliet, and we were both unlucky.
            Juliet’s face was so beautiful, that even in death her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were pink. I cursed the tomb that greedily swallowed her and brought the vial of poison to my lips. Earlier I said that I defied fate by going back to Verona, but I was wrong. I am walking right into the path that was laid out for me this whole time.
Romeo
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Act 5 Scene 3

Juliet’s Diary – Entry 10
Dear Diary,
            When I woke up, I did see Friar Lawrence like he promised. But there was something that wasn’t a part of the plan at all. I woke up to Romeo’s lifeless body lying next to me in the vault. The empty vial lay in his hands and that was when the horror of what I was looking at registered in my head. The Friar kept telling me to come with him, but I refused. In that moment I knew that my life had no purpose if Romeo was dead. I grabbed the knife that I had clutched in my hand since I fell onto my bed after drinking the potion. I aimed it at my heart and inhaled what was my last breath.
            My fate has led me to this. Romeo and I had been plagued by misfortune. Our families’ conflict planted this event into the stars and in the end, this was meant to happen. I feel an odd feeling of peace. My family will understand.
Juliet
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Act 5 Scene 1

Romeo’s Diary – Entry 9
Dear Diary,
            My thoughts are barely coherent in my head. It was in the afternoon, when my friend Balthazar had reunited me with the misfortune that had been with me from the start. This same misfortune befell me when I met Juliet at the masquerade ball. I had fallen in love with her but she happened to be the daughter of my mortal enemy. It’s the same misfortune that killed Mercutio and forced me to murder Tybalt. It got me exiled. And now I am meeting it again, but this time it has killed Juliet. My whole purpose has been thrown away.
            I ordered Balthazar to order me horses so I could go back to Verona immediately. I want to die by Juliet’s side. I can’t live another day knowing that death has robbed her of the future that we planned. I had come across an Apothecary who was visibly poverty-stricken, and I used my wealth to convince him to sell me a potion that would kill me fast. I hope he uses my money for food and for his family.
Romeo
Act 5 Scene 1

Juliet’s Diary – Entry 9
Dear Diary,
            Being in the dark for two days is exceedingly difficult, especially when I have so many things to worry about. There is no light that can let me know what time it is. Is it the first day? Or the second? How much longer will I have to appear to be in the comatose state until I see my dear Romeo? Where is my body right now? Most likely in the Capulet vault. If Tybalt’s ghost appears amongst this sleep-induced darkness, I might lose it.
            I mustn’t lose faith in Friar Lawrence. He agreed to meet me once I woke up, he wouldn’t let me spend a second in this death ridden vault alone. I don’t know how I can convey my gratitude for him and all that he’s done for me. And better yet, I’ll see Romeo. All the darkness that engulfs me now will be erased in the past.
Juliet
Act 4 Scene 5

Romeo’s Diary – Entry 8
Dear Diary,
            I haven’t heard of Juliet in such a long time. Every second that I am not with her, I feel even less at home. I do not belong on the streets of Mantua without my wife, and I can’t wait for the day we see each other again. I will not conform to the fact that our departure yesterday would be our last time seeing each other. I will leave things to the Friar. He is a good man; hopefully he conjures up a scheme to help Juliet and I be together at last.
            Her premonition has taken over my thoughts again. And Mercutio’s last words. I hope they do not come to fruition. What plague will strike the Capulet and Montague families? Did Juliet say I look like I was in a tomb because it’s how I’ll end up soon? I can’t help but sense great misfortune. But I shouldn’t let these things get in the way of our plan. I should keep my thoughts on what Juliet and I will do in Mantua.
Romeo
Act 4 Scene 5

Juliet’s Diary – Entry 8
Dear Diary,
            I can’t help but feel horribly selfish. I put myself in a peaceful slumber to be with Romeo, but I barely thought about the reactions that my family would have to my unconscious body on the morning of my wedding. My mother and father would see the unfortunate day where their only daughter met death before them. And the nurse, she’d known me for as long as I was alive. How would she react? It would be far worse than my parents’. She had supported me through everything, even with Romeo. I’m betraying her!
            Just as she betrayed me yesterday. I almost forgot how she threw me under the bus when my father screamed at me about how ungrateful I was that I was married to Romeo. He hadn’t even bothered to look at things the way I saw them. And as for my mother, she didn’t bother to defend me, she left everything to my self-centered father. I must keep my mind on what’s ahead, Mantua with Romeo. This is only part of the plan. I shouldn’t be hung up on the past.
Juliet
Act 4 Scene 3

Romeo’s Diary – Entry 7
Dear Diary,
            The Friar departed me from his cell. I had to go, it would put him in too much inconvenience and worry. I gathered my belongings and was headed to Mantua, while I skillfully hid between houses and alleys. I picked up my pace the more the sun appeared in the sky. Workers started opening their stores and people opened their blinds.
            Not having a home is something I thought I would never experience since I am the son of one of the wealthiest families in Verona. Speaking of family, I can imagine how disappointed my father is. His only son was banished from his city. He most likely envisioned a bright future, but I threw it all away for a good cause. I gave Tybalt what he deserved for murdering my lifelong friend.
Romeo