ACT 1 SCENE 1 (the
brawl)
Dear Diary-
Today there was yet another dispute between the
Capulet s and Montague's in public. I’m too caught up in my own world. Why must I
get married? To whom is there to fulfill my heart’s desires? Though I am tired
of the fighting I need to be wedded. Why is there such a huge feud anyways? I
prefer there to be a silent harmonic peace through Verona.
When there is all this
nonsense and noise it makes focusing difficult. I need to focus on this
marriage according to mother and Nurse. I believe there should be more time.
I’m only thirteen years of age and have a life ahead of me. I wish they
understood me better. Being independent isn’t too bad either.
-Juliet
Dear Diary-
My heart yearns to be
with Rosaline’s and screams at the sights without her. I am devastated that she
has put this heavy pain through my chest masking it harder to breathe. Oh, why
must she not want my love’s return to her side. Her beauty and perfection shall
not be for any other. My days become a tied loop of despair. I cannot bear any
other man to have her. Her perfection is so sharp its blade cuts deep into my
heart. Plunging into a sad so sad world.
There was a brawl today
against her people and mine. I can’t help but wonder how much easier our
affection could be if she had not been a Capulet. Her name laughs at the sight
of mine. These fights are kind of silly anyways. If they laugh at my name I
shall laugh at this grudge.
-Romeo
ACT 1 SCENE 5 (the
meeting)
Dear Diary-
I was just swept of my
feet by the hands of cupid. A forbidden lover who goes by Romeo Montague. You
hear that last part. Montague. The thief of my heart is a Montague. Oh but how
romantic it was. He pulled my hand and kissed me. Not once but twice. His lips
were soft like the pillows on my bed and tasted of joy. His touch felt as new.
Like I have never felt fingers on my skin before until now.
I dread that he must be
my sworn enemy. Takes pity on my foul heart and soul. My body craves to be near
his. He is more than a name he is love and light. I do not know where this
passion shall take me. But I will find out
-Juliet
Dear Diary-
My eyes have been
deceived. My heart no longer aches nor yearns for Roseline. Her beauty does not
compare to hers. Her being Juliet the daughter of my foe. The way her hair
flows down melts my burdens. Her kiss felt like the world stopped and spun
faster with just us existing on it. Why a Capulet? Why this grudge?
Although she is better
than Roseline and this is pure love, she is still a Capulet .I pray her tongue
remember the taste of my lips I hope she loves me as much as I do her For I do
not want to wake up to a tomorrow without her. She is all I want but still what
I can’t have. Who am I kidding? I am Romeo and I will fight for my love. I will
get what I want. I am adventurous and this love drives me to the quest in
sight.
-Romeo
ACT 2 SCENE 2 (the
balcony scene)
Dear Diary-
My love had come back for
me. My dearest Romeo snuck back to my home to show the warmth of his love. He overheard
me confessing my love for him. But he has somehow let out this new feeling from
the depths of my soul. Crazy who makes me the happiest should make me the
maddest. I wish he could be Capulet or I Montague. How much I would risk for
him. His eyes look like the dreamiest I have ever seen. I cannot stop thinking
about him. It only took one kiss to fall. If only I knew how simple and easy
falling was. Now we must catch ourselves.
We must get married. My
love and I must love as if we are the last two people on earth. The people will
try to shape us to be apart we must be together. Romeo Montague and I Juliet
Capulet shall be wedded.
-Juliet
Dear Diary-
At times I thought I have
seen all the feelings I could feel but Juliet lets me feel again. With the tip
of her finger contains more beauty than any other girl I have ever laid my eyes
on. She gives meaning to me. I had to go back and see her after the party. Even
if Mercutio and Benvolio laugh, they wouldn’t understand this love. I know it
is right. I heard her say how she wants me the same way I need her. Her name
means nothing.
Juliet is not my enemy
but my long last love. I want to spend all the rest of my waking hours by her
side. I want to see her beauty each morning I must wake. I want marriage. And
so does she. I will speak to the Friar soon about a marriage for me and my dearest
Juliet. Whose kiss I miss as I write this.
-Romeo
ACT 3 SCENE 1 (The
murders)
Dear Diary-
I am so happy that I have
married the love of my life. He gives me butterflies and makes me feel like I’m
still dreaming when I wake. He’s handsome but he’s also a killer. The killer of
my cousin. My cousin was also a killer the killer of his. I am still in shock
that this happened. This stupid little war has brought the harm I always knew
it would. I never cared too much but now my lover is on the opposing side.
He may be a killer of my cousin,
but he is also the killer of my heart. And I truly love him I can’t do anything
that would ever hurt him such as being devastated. I need to support him he is
my husband. He had good reasons. I can only imagine what he’s going through
right now.
-Juliet
Dear Diary-
Blood. Blood running out
of a person’s barely living body. Blood that pumps my beating heart too fast.
The heart that feels too much and loves too hard. Breath. The last breath my
dearest Mercutio and Juliet’s Tybalt have taken. Blade. Sharp enough to pierce
my soul and their skin. Mercutio and Tybalt are dead. I am banished. I just
want to take my own blood and breath with a rapier.
I no longer believe to be
proud and happy if I cannot be in Verona. Especially not without my wife. All I
feel is misery. As if I have been wounded. How much sorrow can one man take? If
my love is over, I am better off dead. I shall breathe my last breath before I
see Juliet no longer.
-Romeo
ACT 3 SCENE 2
(Juliet’s view >)
Dear Diary-
I am so in disbelief and
astonishment of what my ears have beheld about my love’s conquered actions. The
nurse told me all about how my dear husband being banished from Verona. My
Romeo what shall we do. I cannot live without your love. Without your touch or
looks. I must find out how to see my husband again and be with him. This stupid
huge mishap.
I still cannot believe
this even as I write down that it did occur. After right after my marriage my
own love kills my cousin and is not allowed in the city. It is too crazy for me
to handle or even process. Tybalt’s death followed after Mercutio’s the Prince!
-Juliet
I am feeling down in the
gutters, sick to my stomach. My heart has been stabbed with glass. I have run
into yet another problem that stands in between me and my beautiful Juliet.
Every day some problem gets in the way of my love life. I took the life of
another. Love is too complicated to be restrained by the rules of society. I
had to kill him. Now the prince made me leave. Leave behind my love.
I hope Juliet is not mad
or sees me different. That she still loves me the same. I love her and would go
further lengths to be with her. How will I be with her now though? There must
be some way, some plan.
-Romeo
ACT 3 SCENE 5
(Juliet’s plan)
Dear Diary
I have come up with the
plan to get me to be with my Romeo. Friar Lawrence is the one to thank. I will
act normal and “go through” with my wedding to Paris. Make my father pleased.
However, I shall drink the drink he gives me. Friar said it shall put me to
sleep for 48 hours. They will believe I am dead. I will seem to have taken my
own life before the wedding. There will be the traditions held and goodbyes
said. Then my love will come.
Romeo shall be there when
I awaken, and the friar shall help lead us out of Verona and to be far away and
happy together. I cannot wait to be together and away from all these problems
in the way of our love. We will finally get our happy ending; everyone will
once my plan comes to life.
-Juliet
Dear Diary
Juliet is getting married
to Paris. That horrid man Paris. I love her. I truly love Juliet. I must be
with her at any cost. I need her to breathe and her to see straight. I feel
that she may be up to something. I mean she is very suddenly just saying she
will marry the same guy she did not want to marry a day ago. There is not much
I can do though. I am banished.
I am her husband,
however. I did kill Tybalt. I cannot take this life anymore. Love is such pain,
but Juliet is the band aid you use to cover the pains and feel better. But is
this the part where you rip the band aid off. Will my wound re open or will it
heal?
-Romeo
ACT 4 SCENE 3 (Juliet
drinks potion)
Dear Diary
I am writing this just
before I meet my future. I shall drink the vial Father Lawrence has given to
me. I am scared, frightened to the deepest pit in my body. Will I never wake
up? If s this is my goodbye to the world. No. I need to calm down I am sure it will
all be fine, and I will wake up to my Romeo. But what if I don’t? What if I
don’t wake up because of lack of air, or if I wake up too early.
Am I in more danger then
I planned? What if I can’t take it? I need to be strong and do this for myself
and my husband. To have a better life and be out of the controlling hands of
this city and my father. I want to be happy with Romeo, but I must die first.
Love is a pity. Farewell for now world.
-Juliet
Dear Diary
I miss my lover so. She
is the sunlight to my mornings. The warmth to the blood pumping and flowing
through every part of my body from head to toes. I hope to see her soon. It has
been hard to go through this all. Away from Juliet, banished! A whole death
followed by the death of love. I can and will not let my loves light burn down.
No marriage to Paris! I
am her love! I am her husband! Her husband who is banished from seeing the
beauty of her face in this horrid city. Oh, how I would wish to stop breathing
right now. To rest among the others who breathe no longer. It is better to die
than be without Juliet. To be going through this punishment. Please take my
last breath and close my eyes lord.
-Romeo
ACT 4 SCENE 5 (wedding
morning coma)
Dear Diary-
I write this to you as I am
in shock knowing I will not be able to write soon. I will be asleep. Well I
hope so considering I do not know I will surely be in slumber. I fear the
unknown. Doesn’t everyone, and that’s why life is so scary never knowing what
will happen. Deepening fear into the roots of our souls and forcing us to live frantically.
Never knowing what will happen next. This potion can make or break me.
It’s the risk I am
willing to take for my love to be everlasting. I would die for Romeo. This just
may kill me. I would rather die then be married to that Paris. Although I am
still allowed to be scared. Unaware of what consequences this one choice will
have. Farewell.
-Juliet
Dear Diary-
Mantua is boring without Juliet
here. No beauty and radiant light of her rosy cheeks and lips to polish my
sunny mornings. You don’t realize how your life is changed by someone as
special as her. The thought that you would live days without them, and you cannot
even remember how they went. Now I am scare having to face my days that no
longer feel as if days but a dream I will wake from. This doesn’t feel real
being without her.
I can’t be here while she
is in Verona. Juliet is in my head and will not fade the slightest. As I come
to the realization this is what real love is, I long more for her presence. I
miss her and Verona and my family dearly. Farewell.
-Romeo
ACT 5 SCENE 1 (the
plan action-note)
Dear Diary-
I have been thinking and
I remembered my dearest Romeo as far away. I almost forgot that I will be
longing for him each day and every hour. I don’t know if I want to do this, but
I know I have to. I must drink this and put myself in this risk for him. I love
him. I truly and very much deeply till it pains me love him. I know that taking
this potion may be risky and my life may end up no more, but I want this. If
this means I could be with Romeo one day I will take that risk if it means I
can be with him. To wake up to his smile every morning and see his beautiful
soul connect with mine.
To live on each day and
see what it’s like to be loved and give love. Although I may end up waking up
next to some dead ancestor, I want him to be the reason I do. It means nothing
if I don’t do this for him what is life without love. As people do say it is
better to have loved and lost than to never loved at all. Which means I must
take this risk for love and not lose this because I have already loved which
means I cannot have loved not loved it all. Additionally, I have to take this
risk because I said I would. I said to myself that I didn’t want to marry
Paris. I will face this alone farewell again.
-Juliet
Dear Diary-
Oh, my Juliet I miss her so dearly. Oh, my
lonely sorrow and my days have grown longer as I stay here in Mantua. I have
received a letter from Balthazar he is giving me the worst news I could’ve ever
imagined. Her rosy cheeks must have gone flash by now I must go see her in
Verona. Her beauty is slowly fading, and I must see my love. I know I’m not
allowed to. I cannot believe she Has been taken into the claws of death.
And I did not even get to
be there my heart aches so much. I don’t think I can compare these pains
anything I’ve ever lost in my life and love. this is feeling as if someone has
taken a knife and plunged it deeper through my chest until I am choking on my
own blood. I am in great despair, but I know what I must do and take this
course of action to go visit my dearly dead wife.
-Romeo
ACT 5 SCENE 3 (money
death and love)
Dear Diary
I cannot believe my eyes
my two lover boys have been dead laying here in front of me. I wake up to see
my loving husband with no expression left on his face. With no air left to
breathe and no muscles left to pull. and Paris as well laying here dead. The
breathless body of my loving husband who I was supposed to be with forever is
right in front of my bare eyes and there’s nothing I can do. He has left me no
poison left to drink I must take it from his lips I thought. I cannot believe
that this is happened I am still in shock I’m a shake. I know I must kill
myself now I cannot live without him. My heart is shattered though at the site
of his body laying there lifeless. Seeing him with no expressions to love me
with no more color slowly in my eyes he fades. I shall take this dagger of his
and kill myself to be with him. My final farewell.
-Juliet
Dear Diary
I came here to see my
loving wife but then surprised by Paris! he’s really here to see his so-called
wife who was supposed to be-who is actually mine. my heart, my love. As she lays there but
still with color in her cheeks and love in her heart I’m already know. The side
of her though it’s so much for my heart to handle. I don’t know if I can see
her much longer. I was ready to take the poison, but I first had to take on
Paris. And I did so. I am not a monster however I did as he pleased and put
them with my lovely wife. And then I drink that poison and as it laid upon my lips,
I knew I would be ok with Juliet. My final very final goodbye.
-Romeo
