My last day in the castle...

I never expected today to be my last day on earth. I am sad, yet glad that I am finally with my Hamlet without all of those terrible distractions like Claudius. Hamlet is no longer crazy either, but finally at peace. In the last few minutes of my life it was no fun to watch my son and Laertes fight. I just knew Hamlet would win, but I was not even around long enough to see that. What I did see made me proud. My Hamlet fought strong and honest. His opponent on the other hand did not. He cheated by grabbing a pointed sword and poisoning the tip. Laertes must have gotten his tips from the old Claudius. Who else runs around poisoning people? I am glad I managed to get what I wanted to tell Hamlet out before I died. I was not going to let Claudius get away with such a terrible deed again. If only I could have saved my son from that poisoned sword! I hope the new king does well. Anyone would be a better king then Claudius. Now I must go meet up with my real husband. It has been so nice to see him again.

Goodbye Ophelia

Today has been such a terrible day. It was the day of Ophelia's funeral. I do not think I have ever seen Hamlet as upset as he was. And that brother of Ophelia's upset him even more. I had to watch my son fight Laertes right on top of her grave! Who does that? In addition to those foolish acts my husband does not care at all that Ophelia had died. All he cares about is sending Hamlet off to England. I am tired of his selfishness. I do not know what I am going to do if everyone continues to fued like this. It was a day to mourn the loss of a loved one, but instead the day was full of horrific actions and clashing egos.