Monday, May 18, 2009

A Little Piece Of Heaven


Oh! Romeo, oh Romeo, why couldn't the sun stay down; and the moon never leaves the sky night's sky? When you left, all that was good left with you. Nurse came up to my room with mother and they tell me that I am to marry Paris. I refused and father gave me a palm full of hatred. Never had he done such a thing! Ahh! dreadful day! Release thee from the grippes of the hand of Hades! For if I do marry to Paris I shall willingly go! But if I don't let Romeo and I fly above this wrong and live on a piece of heaven. Even though being with him is a heaven of it's own. So I want to the Friar, the Friar talking with Paris was trying to persuade him to give a few more days tell the wedding. As Paris left he kissed me on the head! Gross! About to kill myself to escape from the day after tomorrow the Friar gave me a glance of hope. An ingenious idea! Fake killing myself to keep me from actually killing myself, the only way to get away. In the end, that is my beginning Romeo will wake me up and lead me on to heaven.

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