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

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

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

Act 4 Scene 3

Juliet’s Diary – Entry 7

Dear Diary,

            I am finally alone for the night. Now is my chance to go through with the plan, hopefully God gives me the courage to go through with it. This is my only hope of being a happy bride and being able to see Romeo again. But I can’t help but feel my heart beating like drums in my ears. Juliet! Think of those drums like the drums that will play at the wedding ceremony with Romeo. We’ll have a proper ceremony in Mantua, to replace how we got married in secrecy. Beyond this moment I can be free. But why am I so apprehensive?

            The Friar said they’d put me in a tomb. My tomb will definitely be next to Tybalt’s. His por soul will come to me looking for Romeo, to avenge his own death. I wouldn’t tell him where he is, instead we’d mourn together at how things turned out. I have my knife on my bedside table, prepared if anything goes wrong. I must think of the future. I must think of how wonderful things will be later, and how I won’t regret it. So long, dear diary, I’ll see write to you in two days!

Juliet

Act 3 Scene 5

Romeo’s Diary – Entry 6

Dear Diary,

            Juliet’s premonition before I left is still on my mind as I make my way to Friar Lawrence’s cell. I can’t leave for Mantua just yet, not without Juliet. I’ll prepare my things with the Friar, so that when I arrive to Mantua I’m not a beggar on the streets. What if I do end up in a tomb like Juliet said? What will become of Juliet? I’d only make her paler than she already is. I hate to put everyone in so much pain: Juliet, Juliet’s family, Friar Lawrence, Benvolio.

            How will I survive in Mantua? I have no home; I’ll be hunted by thieves and muggers. I’ll be murdered by someone seeking revenge for Tybalt’s death. Thank God I’ve been keeping this diary so that if I do die, someone will find it and hopefully give it to Juliet, and she’ll know how much I thought of her in these trying times.

Romeo

Act 3 Scene 5

Juliet’s Diary – Entry 6

Dear Diary,

            The day started off miserably. Romeo snuck out of my room and I predicted something horrible; he looked like he was in a tomb when he was at the bottom of the ladder. I wish the night lasted forever. I had no idea what arguments the day would bring forth. Once Romeo left, my mother came in and told me that I would be getting married to Count Paris on Thursday morning! I retaliated of course, I wouldn’t be a happy bride with Paris, and even worse is that I already am a bride. To make matters worse, my father entered, and I told him how I really felt. He was livid. He said such horrible things to me: he called me ungrateful, worthless, and he said that I disgusted him. No matter what I did, even if I hadn’t opened up to my parents, they would’ve been disappointed in me. They would find out anyways. It was only a matter of time, maybe even fate.

            The one thing that shocked me the most was how the nurse switched up on me after my father left. After all this time she had helped me meet with Romeo, she told me she thought it was best for me to marry Paris to cause less problems. How selfish of her to want my parents at peace so they wouldn’t yell at her! I would’ve never expected it from the nurse.

Juliet

Act 3 Scene 2

Romeo’s Diary – Entry 5

Dear Diary,

            It had just occurred to me how this all looks to Juliet. How is she going to react to the fact that I murdered her cousin? She would hate me and wish tragedies upon me and the Montagues, just like Mercutio had. I am only a burden to the people I’m surrounded by, even Friar Lawrence who was sympathetic enough to take me under his wing. I hope by some miracle that I can see Juliet one last time.

            I was just notified that I was exiled not executed. This makes my situation infinitely worse. How can I survive without living in the same city as my wife? And this was all because of a brawl that had begun so suddenly. Was this all meant to happen? I hope that all of this wasn’t for nothing.

Romeo

Act 3 Scene 2

Juliet’s Diary – Entry 5

Dear Diary,

            Today is a disaster. I had a nauseating premonition that there was another brawl, and even worse, that Romeo would be a part of it. So was Tybalt, my cousin, my best friend. Romeo was the cause of Tybalt’s murder and at first, I detested him. I had turned my back on Romeo for a split second and second-guessed everything that happened in the past three days. How could he stain his hands with the blood of my family? But while the nurse explained what happened, I realized that Romeo’s banishment is worth a thousand deaths of Tybalt. I would rather die than be forbidden to see Romeo ever again in Verona. Oh, how I feel like the wind has been knocked out of me.

            But there was good news that come out of this after all, thanks to the nurse’s generosity. While I moaned and cried, she told me that Romeo would be here tonight! She said she knew where he was hiding. Poor Romeo, he had to resort to such extremities to be safe. I gave her a ring to give to Romeo.

Juliet

Act 3 Scene 1

Romeo’s Diary – Entry 4

Dear Diary,

            I can feel my heart beating in my throat. My hands are trembling, and the dagger is still clenched in my sweaty palm. I’ve been running for what seems like hours, my thoughts are incoherent, but I have one goal; I must get to Friar Lawrence’s cell. He can help me there and hopefully he lets me hide. I hate to burden him this way, but I doubt he would deny me of his protection knowing that it could put my life at great risk. Mercutio’s words keep echoing in my head. May a plague strike both your families! I should’ve never let my guard down. I let Tybalt stab Mercutio from under my arm. I protected him while he killed my lifelong friend. Maybe Mercutio was right all along, I was letting Juliet soften me.

            No, how could I say something like that? Juliet would never do something to harm me, not on purpose. It’s me whose always been a crybaby. I’d spent weeks crying over Rosaline. I have always been this way and it’ll be my downfall. Romeo, get a hold of yourself. It’s no time to self-loathe, not when you’re about to be executed.

I think I see the Friar’s cell.

Romeo

Act 3 Scene 1

Juliet’s Diary – Entry 4

Dear Diary,

            The house was awfully quiet until mother sprinted down the corridor. Her steps erratically thundered down the hallway past my room which made me jump a little. I immediately started to chase after her until the nurse advised me not to, saying that it would be too dangerous for me to get involved. I didn’t argue because the nurse has done so much for me, specifically for Romeo and I. I stayed in my room, but I looked out the window instead to see my mother’s dress violently sway behind her as she ran down the sidewalk. I don’t know what she’s running toward and no one at home knows either. My best guess is another street brawl.

I’ll pray with every inch of my being that Romeo wasn’t caught up in it. I wouldn’t know what to do with myself if he was bruised by anyone in my family. What would become of me? We had only just gotten married. Our love would be tragically cut short.

Juliet

Act 2 Scene 2

Romeo’s Diary – Entry 3

Dear Diary,

            I was walking with Mercutio and Benvolio while we passed by the Capulet house, where Juliet lived, and where she probably was right now. I was overcome with the need to see her again, so I hopped the garden wall. I could hear Mercutio calling my name and making fun of me. They just don’t know better.

            I saw Juliet nonchalantly resting her chin on the railing of her balcony that was rested a couple of meters above me. I spoke to her about how much I hated my name because the feuds of our families prevent us from being with each other as much as we’d like. She agreed, and we both confessed our love for each other.

Romeo

Act 2 Scene 2

Juliet’s Diary – Entry 3

Dear Diary,

            It was a beautiful afternoon and Romeo from the masquerade ball could not get out of my head. I walked onto my balcony and rested my head on the railing to ponder on whether I should continue to hurt myself this way since I knew that it was nearly impossible for me to stay with him. And just as if the universe was reading my mind, I heard a distant ruffling of the garden hedge. Soon enough, Romeo appeared and was looking up at me while he jogged closer to where I was.

            He confessed that his being a Montague was the cause of his troubles because it meant that we were each other’s enemies. He said he hated his name, he despised it because it separated us. We both agreed that we detach the meanings of our surnames to ourselves.

Juliet

Act 1 Scene 5

Romeo’s Diary – Entry 2

Dear Diary,

            After the masquerade ball, Rosaline was now a distant memory in my head. Someone else has caught my eye; she makes Rosaline look dim compared to her. But I think I was meant to have bad luck with these kinds of things. Rosaline couldn’t love me back, but this time I am faced with something much worse. Juliet is a Capulet. I kissed my family’s lifelong enemy. No, an enemy for even longer than that. But I do not regret what I’ve done, even though I have a presentiment that it’ll cause many problems.

I have now realized the true gravity this feud has, despite the brawls that happened in the streets. No one close to me has ever been caught up in one until just recently. What will become of this conflict if Juliet and I continue to pursue each other? I’ll do anything to see her one more time, even if it puts me at great risk.

Romeo

Act 1 Scene 5

Juliet’s Diary – Entry 2

Dear Diary,

            I am in complete despondence and there is nothing that could repair it besides another encounter with the gallant that I kissed last night at the masquerade ball. It had been the best ball in years for me until the nurse told me a fact I wish had never existed. The boy I wished to spend the rest of my life with is a Montague. I fell in love with my enemy! What will my family think of me? They’d be embarrassed to call me a Capulet. Yet I can’t bare another minute without seeing him.

            Maybe I was wrong about waiting until I am older to marry. My mother and the nurse were right in that aspect, but I don’t want to get married to Paris. I told them that I wouldn’t go any farther with him than they wanted me to. I love one man and he is Romeo. Oh diary, I hope the nurse keeps my secret.

Juliet

Act 1 Scene 1

Romeo’s Diary – Entry 1

Dear Diary,

            Rosaline has cut this gaping hole in my heart and it’s getting too big to repair. Minutes in my bedroom became hours, hours became days, and days became weeks. My room looks completely different when I’m heartbroken. Everything looks completely different. I’ll never find anyone like Rosaline, and it seems impossible to make her love me back. How can I live knowing that there is someone as beautiful as Rosaline, but I can’t have her? I’ve gone through tedious lengths just to figure out that she simply cannot be struck by Cupid’s arrow.

If only I didn’t fall in love so fast. I would save myself so much agony and heartbreak. Poor Benvolio, my dear cousin, who had to listen to my sorrows while I hung my head down towards the cobblestone streets of Verona as we walked. He said to look at other girls and to forget about Rosaline, but that’s just impossible. If Benvolio went through real heartbreak, he would know.

Romeo

Act 1 Scene 1
Juliet’s Diary – Entry 1

Dear Diary,

I woke up this morning with a strange feeling in my stomach. On a whim, I looked out of my bedroom window, past the blue hydrangea on the windowsill, out into the city as if hearing a distant cry. What’s even crazier is that a couple of hours later, the nurse notified me of a brawl that happened around the time that I woke up. Prince Escalus intervened and threatened execution upon the brawlers. Writing about it makes me feel nauseous. Especially since my own cousin was part of it.

I wonder what’s made him so hostile. But something I think about even more is why this whole feud started in the first place. What if it was built inside of us the same way blood is? If it was written in the stars, then I can’t help but hate whoever wrote it there. My worst fear is that these brawls were meant to happen, and that this feud is ancient. Sometimes it makes me feel like running away from Verona, to a place where my last name doesn’t mean anything.

I’d never be able to work up the courage to bring any of this up at dinner.

Juliet