*Sigh* I don't own Romeo and Juliet, because if I did I wouldn't be writing
anything I'd be a bazillionaire.
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Good Morrow Journal,
'Tis only four moons till I turn 14 and I shall finally be a woman like my lady. Though I fear in my heart my mother and father are going to marry me away for an excessive dowry. Paris has been lurking in the shadows since I was but nine, I never liked him much though I never spoke to him, his morals were all wrong. Oh journal, what shallst I do.
Truly,
Juliet
Good Morrow Journal,
I hope you are well only three more days till I am of womanhood. Nurse has begun preparing my dress for my father's masquerade ball. I fear the worst. I fear the Montagues coming and interrupting our joyous occasion. But what could I ever do to stop them. Though cousin Tybalt does not do much to stop the war, he is a fine man. Though I suspect him of asking my father for my hand as well.
Truly,
Juliet
Good Morrow Journal,
Tomorrow I am. They have killed the geese and slaughtered the pigs. The feast shall be a joyous occasion. But still, I fear the Montagues. I feel as though I dwindling away there is not much time left for me
Truly,
Juliet
Good Morrow Journal,
Tomorrow oh Tomorrow I marry my true love, the handsome Romeo what I would do with out him I know not for his eyes are the doors to heaven, and to hell. My father would have us killed if he knew, but willingly would I die for my dear Romeo.
Truly,
Juliet
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Good Morrow Journal,
'Tis only four moons till I turn 14 and I shall finally be a woman like my lady. Though I fear in my heart my mother and father are going to marry me away for an excessive dowry. Paris has been lurking in the shadows since I was but nine, I never liked him much though I never spoke to him, his morals were all wrong. Oh journal, what shallst I do.
Truly,
Juliet
Good Morrow Journal,
I hope you are well only three more days till I am of womanhood. Nurse has begun preparing my dress for my father's masquerade ball. I fear the worst. I fear the Montagues coming and interrupting our joyous occasion. But what could I ever do to stop them. Though cousin Tybalt does not do much to stop the war, he is a fine man. Though I suspect him of asking my father for my hand as well.
Truly,
Juliet
Good Morrow Journal,
Tomorrow I am. They have killed the geese and slaughtered the pigs. The feast shall be a joyous occasion. But still, I fear the Montagues. I feel as though I dwindling away there is not much time left for me
Truly,
Juliet
Good Morrow Journal,
Tomorrow oh Tomorrow I marry my true love, the handsome Romeo what I would do with out him I know not for his eyes are the doors to heaven, and to hell. My father would have us killed if he knew, but willingly would I die for my dear Romeo.
Truly,
Juliet