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

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