Dead, She's Dead!

Act 4 Scene 5:

Oh my! Oh my! I still can't believe it's true! Dead, Juliet, dead! It's hard to tell the story without waterfalls of tears spilling from my eyes.

It was sunrise when I entered her room. It was her wedding day and she needed to arise and get ready for the ceremony. I called her name several times, so I thought she was stirring. I made some jokes about Paris planning their first nights together. I didn't hear a sound out of her, which was odd because she usually giggles at my jokes. I finally went over to her bed and saw her dressed in her clothing from the previous night. Ay me! Dead, she was. I immediately called for Lady Capulet. She was so busy, but when she saw the frozen body of her one and only daughter, tears gushed from her eyes as well. Oh my poor Lady. She also lost her only child. I can relate to her; my own daughter died when she was a little girl, but of course Lady Capulet probably wouldn't have remembered that at a time like this.

Then Lord Capulet came in. He was speechless. He started blubbering on about a flower and something else, but I could not listen to these soft spoken words; I was so pain driven that my poor Juliet was dead. Oh, how I wasted my last minutes with her. If only I had known. Then County Paris and the rest of the guests started arriving. How awful them seeing her like that. That was no way for them to remember her. Paris, that buffoon! He was playing his part well, saying that he was so upset that his wife was dead. Yeah right. He was just upset that he had no one to sleep with! Ha! He barely knew the girl. Heck, had they even talked for more than a minute? Oh well, I must not criticize him. Lord and Lady Capulet each said a little speech about how they were so upset. I find it kind of ironic, they were the ones who truly brought about this death. I know the real reason she died, or maybe even killed herself! She told me she would rather die then not be with Romeo. Oh dear. I saw this coming, I could've done something to prevent this! Oh!

Between all of the sobbing, Friar Lawrence stepped in with some of his great wisdom. He told us that it was her destiny and that she is now up in heaven with the greater power. He ordered us all to take Juliet's body down to the church where they would have a proper funeral for her. I can't believe this happened. But wait a moment, how will Romeo find out about this tragic event? Someone must tell him! I bet the Friar will send him a letter since they are like father and son. I will hope that Romeo does not do anything too rash.

I will not sleep tonight knowing my Juliet lies dead. I pray to the starry skies.