Dear Diary,
I
can`t believe what I have done! Overcome with guilt I have stabbed my loyal
cousin.
Why
have I continued such a stupid thing? Cautiously, I entered the bed chamber,
the place of where I had attended death. As well as being a murderer my wife
blamed the murder on the Guards, by smearing the blood on the guards. While
suffering the King I stabbed him in the heart. With the dagger in my filthy
hand I rapidly made an escape. A seed of ambition was planted by three wicked
witches.
My
body was covered in guilt. On the other hand, I am one step closer to being
king just like king Duncan (who use to be king of Scotland) Will I ever be able
to cope with this guilty conscious in the future. However I am so relieved that
I will become king.
By Nisha
