Dear Diary: July 22nd
This is the most depressing day I e'er heard of. How could I have missed that she was not dead? I was so sure that she was already in heaven, but she wasn't. From what I could get the Friar to tell me, Juliet took fake poison, which he gave her. Oh I was so mad at him at first, but when I saw his eyes fill with tears, my anger vanished. He knew his fault, and wanted to be hung for it, but at the Prince's mercy, another order came about.
What was I saying? Oh yes, so then Friar John was sent to tell Romeo that Juliet was only pretending to be dead, in order to have a window for escape. Only, he didn't make it on time. Instead, Romeo heard from Balthasar that Juliet was dead. So he went and broke into the tomb. Upon seeing my Lady's dead form, took real poison and died. The Friar came in as Juliet woke from her poison, but fled, afraid of the night watchmen. Juliet refused to go though! She instead stood their, weeping over Romeo's body, no doubt, until a dagger pierced her perfectly snow covered flesh.
This morning they were found, along with Paris, who we can only assume lost a fight to the gallant and brave Romeo. Oh what woe! The funeral is tomorrow. I can barely write anymore, for my hands shaking with such sadness. Until tomorrow…
