Anger. Frustration. These are some of the emotions I feels right now. And why shalt I not? I have been betrayed. Mine father’s
ghost visited me yesternight.
FRIGHTENING! I too was frightened. He brought a
message. He said me uncle
KILLED HIM. Is it really mine father? Or is it the devil? Methinks of a plan to really be sure. I shalt
ACT mad and shalt only tell Horatio and Marcellus about it; An anyone asks them, they will say me fine and they do not think anything is wrong with I. Next, they have to see me act mad. I shalt to Ophelia with gifts and love letters in hand. Polonius shalt tell King Claudius and me mother, Queen Gertrude. I have to thinks about a way to get me uncle to tell the truth. Fare thee well. Me friends, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern art hither. Adieu!
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