Sunday, November 1, 2009
Death...
I have died.. I have been slain... Oh no... Oh the thought of leaving my children.. How will they live.. My poor daughter Ophelia.. Damn that Hamlet.. Damn everything... How could have this happened to me.. I should have never agreed to eavesdrop.. This is how I get punished for my foolishness... I should have known King Claudius killed Hamlets father.. That is why Hamlet is acting so odd and that explains for his bizare behavior. After Hamlet and his mother bond a little closer.. Hamlet leaves and drags my body.. dumping it somewhere... that cruel Hamlet.. My daughter was never good enough for you..
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