Tonight's the Masquerade ball for my beautiful daughter Juliet. My wonderful wife, Lady Capulet and I have decided to arrange a marriage between Juliet and Paris. Paris is a great gentlemen who will treat Juliet with kindness and love as well as wealth. Lady Capulet believes that Juliet is too young to marry so we have planned for the marriage to occur in a few years.
June 15, 1547
Tonight, Lady Capulet and I decided that Juliet and Paris should be married in 2 days rather than 2 months. I believe that this will be a good thing for my daughter who is still young but needs to marry sooner rather than later. Although my wife and I believed this to be a good thing, Juliet seems to disagree. Lady Capulet told Juliet of her coming marriage before I entered the room. Juliet was in tears when I entered and I assumed she was upset about Tybalt's death. When I mentioned the marriage she became furious and her and I were both angered by the time I left the room.
June 17, 1547
This morning when I heard the nurse and Lady Capulet discussing something that seemed urgent and serious, I entered Juliet's bedroom to see what all of the excitement was. I slowly went into shock when I realized the urgency coming from the nurse and my wife was that my dear Juliet was dead. I realized that my many years of love and care for her and her happiness had vanished when the night stole my daughter from me. Juliet was taken from all of us before she had even lived or experienced the world but most importantly she had died before she could be married. This means that I will now have to tell Paris what has just happened to his future wife.
June 17, 1547
The worst part was seeing Juliet's dead body in the family tomb and knowing there was no way to bring her back to me. Her heart of joy was stolen from us and turned into stone like the cold tomb she was laying in. Friar Lawrence had luckily been there to pay his respects because he had given me the words of wisdom I needed to move forward and let go of my sweet daughter. The Montague's who are now considered my friends will be sharing a meal with us tonight and I suddenly had forgotten how ridiculous our argument was. If we would have learned how to put our families in our best interest first, we would be good friends and our children would still be living and breathing with smiles on their faces next to us. I will always love and miss my dear Juliet, but I am grateful for the new friendship I was able to make and I will always owe my daughter for the lesson she taught me.
June 16, 1547
Juliet, my wonderful daughter whom I have grown to be so proud of has finally come to her senses and agreed to the marriage. Although it took her a while I am so pleased with her decision. She came to me this evening with a smile on her face looking happier than ever. Finally she will be happy with a man who loves her. The wedding is being planned now and will be a wonderful celebration for Juliet and my new son, Paris.
June 17, 1547
This morning when I heard the nurse and Lady Capulet discussing something that seemed urgent and serious, I entered Juliet's bedroom to see what all of the excitement was. I slowly went into shock when I realized the urgency coming from the nurse and my wife was that my dear Juliet was dead. I realized that my many years of love and care for her and her happiness had vanished when the night stole my daughter from me. Juliet was taken from all of us before she had even lived or experienced the world but most importantly she had died before she could be married. This means that I will now have to tell Paris what has just happened to his future wife.
June 17, 1547
The worst part was seeing Juliet's dead body in the family tomb and knowing there was no way to bring her back to me. Her heart of joy was stolen from us and turned into stone like the cold tomb she was laying in. Friar Lawrence had luckily been there to pay his respects because he had given me the words of wisdom I needed to move forward and let go of my sweet daughter. The Montague's who are now considered my friends will be sharing a meal with us tonight and I suddenly had forgotten how ridiculous our argument was. If we would have learned how to put our families in our best interest first, we would be good friends and our children would still be living and breathing with smiles on their faces next to us. I will always love and miss my dear Juliet, but I am grateful for the new friendship I was able to make and I will always owe my daughter for the lesson she taught me.
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