Macbeth Diary Entry

Dear Diary,




I am unnerved and unable to sleep. This Life I am living is a nightmare and my mind is turmoil. My head is consumed with guilt after killing my best friend. Although I have not murder him myself, I orded it. As I walked to my chair,  Banqus ghost appeared as if it ha s come for  revenge. Or has it?Whilst I was staring at the chair with ghost of Banquo all my guests were just looking at me glaring at an empty chair. I was frozen and unable to move.


As the horror of my face is still upon me and the disgust of my betrayal to my friend, I am appalled in what I have done. Banquos eyes looked at me in fury and anger, with his bloodied locks swaying in front of my appalled eyes.Guilt.That is all that is all that is eating me alive., along with a pair of eyes packed with betrayal. As I kept on glancing at my dead friend.

A Forest Description

Ghosts roam the woods hungry for souls, fog travels around the woods making sure know one gets in and know one gets out. The wind howls with anger a deafening midnight tune, shining like a diamond, the stars lead the innocent animals to their death. HOWL! The wolves warn the woods of the danger bellow. Barbed wire like twigs guarding the place. Finger like branches gathering  the fog for the morning time...