Author's note: I do not own Hamlet, it is a masterpiece written by the genius playwright William Shakespeare. This was a project I did for school and decided to upload to Fanfiction. No flames plz.
Dear Diary,
Oh woe is me, for during my rest, abruptly awaken was I. To fear and screech to a howl of naught mine own mind had brewed. Madder and Madder was I to become, for a meeting with my good lord Hamlet didn't fare well enough at all. He was, to my least pleasure avoiding even the simplest of conversation. Though calling his name, he passed door upon door, descending farther away from my voice. I wonder if I too should pass that court of doors, for I feel as though the weaving of baskets I shall soon partake in. Lord Hamlet has indeed been lost to a sea of unquestionable lunacy, and my beauty naught the cause, like thy queen had desired. Pitiful pity this, for mine emotion is unhealthy. A loud wail I uttered when hence seeing my noble father's body. Enraged was I to find that the falcon, who drove his talons into my father's back, was dear lord Hamlet! A shame I am to have ever carried a single desire for he who hath drawn blood from my heart and deluded his fellow people to thinking he be sane. A viper he be, be, poisoned my ears, eyes, heart, may he never hath reached my soul. Left it be for god. May mine own forever sleep be peaceful.
Good lord, I pray for my father, I weep for myself, and I hold unto the shell of a man I once loved.
Sincerely,
Ophelia
