Last Thursday, I was, finally, done reading Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet (No Fear) which I
borrowed from my friend, Gem. The story was indeed ASDFGHJKL-IN’ IRRITATING AND
SAD. Why does Mr. Shakespeare ended it such way? Ugh. Well, I like tragic
stories but there’s really something with that piece which breaks my heart. Moy
mal! If only I could end it with my own
way, change some scenes, it would be awesome, totally. Atleast, for me.
So,
come to think of it guys. What if Paris didn’t die that fast, you think Romeo
would be on time seeing Juliet alive? (I won’t blame Friar Lawrence, since he
gave Juliet the coolest stuff ever. That thing that’ll make you ‘dead’ for
fourty two hours? Lol.) Or Paris haven’t come to the Capulet’s graveyard at all
probably because he was scared to see dead bodies eaten by worms, and the smell?
I’ll put the term SHOULD. Romeo, who was so intense and sad, saw Paris crying
over dead Juliet. Paris should’ve talked to Romeo first, begging for him to
leave, and Romeo who was intense should be narrow minded and become more
aggressive. So the insulted Paris battled with Romeo with their swords. It
should be a very close fight, leaving Paris escape and go to the Capulets to
tell them what’s happening. And on the time Romeo was about to drink the poison
whom he (should) think to be a wine, easing his pain and the feeling of being
so tired after the fight, and a key to heaven with his Juliet, the girl woke up
making Romeo think that he was dreaming but then, Juliet kissed his lips. They
were able to escape and left with Friar Lawrence away from Verona, and had a
happy life. They never came back. SUPPOSED TO BE.
I WANT
TO BLAME THEM TWO!! Romeo and Paris. I blame Romeo for killing Paris on that
short period of time, and Paris for dying. Aish! If only. If only. But who
cares? Chocolate are amazing. :”>
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