Dear Diary,
Today, how do I even start? So much has gone down in 12 short hours. Mother came in this morning and announced the option on me becoming the bride of Paris, I mentioned to her it was an honour I dream not of. I realise I cannot ask for better than Paris, but I am 14 I’m too young to think about marriage, well that’s what I thought.
This evening at the party, while everyone was dancing and whatever they plead to satisfy themselves I caught sight of him. His eyes crystal blue, which stayed locked to mine. This boy known by the name of Romeo, never have I felt the way I felt when I looked at him before. He then kept trying to be around me and held my hand. I was flirting with him, a lot, and I’m not going to deny that I enjoyed it. I told my Romeo Saints do not move, though grant for prayers’ sake. Then move not, while my prayer’s effect I take and he then finally gave me my first kiss! It’s a moment and feeling I’ll never forget. Several kisses later we were pulled apart by nurse, I didn’t want to leave him, and I’d never felt the urge to be with someone as bad as I felt it at that moment. Could it? Could it really be love?
No, it couldn’t as soon as nurse took me away she explained that I am Juliet a Capulet and Romeo is indeed a Montague. We are sworn enemies. My only love sprung from my only hate. The only boy I have ever kissed, the only boy I have ever loved. For all my bad luck he is the one I had fallen for, what’s in a name? and for this I cannot be with him. I loved this boy more that anything and would do anything to be with him but it would be betraying my family to do so.
I managed to get away from everything and just think about what had just happened on the balcony. O Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo? I started speaking to the sky as if they could give me advice on what I was to do, where is he? Why must he be a Montague? All questions that shall not be answered. And to my surprise out of a corner jumps out my Romeo I take thee at thy word. I let a scream and blushed with embarrassment as I figured that he must have heard everything I said. Romeo being getting past my walls could get him into enough trouble on it’s own let alone him being a Montague. Everything was just going so fast and I wasn’t sure if I was completely okay with everything, but next thing I knew I felt his lips on mine, once again. Right then and their I knew I wanted him, but the whole time I was in fear, in fear that someone was going to walk in and catch us. Not only of that exact moment but also of what happens next? I’m in love with him, and I can’t let him go but the main word that kept crossing my mind was trouble. After a few kiss I decided it was time to go up to bed.
O wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied? He said as I turned my back to him. What satisfaction canst thou have to-night? I replied. Marriage was his reply. I took in a deep breath, this is the second time today that I had been asked about marriage, this morning I dreaded the thought but to be married to my Romeo was a sacrifice I was ready to take. I told him I’d send nurse to meet him tomorrow morning, at the hour of nine. I was then called for by nurse, I kissed my love once more and ran up. Three words, dear Romeo, good night indeed!
Good night dear Diary, A thousand times goodnight.
This is a good, detailed and thorough explanation of all that has happened to Juliet so far, and how she has responded to it. You make use of a variety of quotations, and you also capture well the diary style. Well done!
ReplyDeleteHowever, I think there is room for a little more reflection on and analysis of some of your quotations, rather than simply including them; it is that which concludes fully the P.E.E. process. Also, a little more focus on the Balcony Scene could have helped, because of its importance in her development.
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