Quote: Be careful the environment you choose for it will shape you; be careful the friends you choose for you will become like them.
-W. Clement Stone
Horror! Horror! Oh, no!
I could cry forever! Our dear King Duncan! My his soul rest in peace, though may it find its body's murder and show him to me! I would be more than happy to kill him in his honor. Horror!
I found the King, seemingly snuggled in a deep sleep, in his bed in Macbeth's guest room, but I was not expecting him to have been killed! He was surrounded by his guards, but not for long before I came out and told everyone about the king's death and then Macbeth got angry and then he killed the guards because he thought it was their fault. Oh, it's all a mess, but why would Macbeth have killed them? It doesn't make much sense, but for the love of Scotland, I may have too in the heat of the moment. Oh! Why must the good be killed?
If I find who killed him, I will make sure he knows that he ruined Scotland. Everything is falling apart, but I will try to help. I am going to England to find help for this matter. I will have to leave Scotland, but it is all for her own good and for Duncan's name. Oh, Scotland!
This reeks of foul play! How could anyone kill good King Duncan? For money? For power? I don't know, but it was someone in Macbeth's castle. Oh!
I will think this further with a clear head, but for now I ask for God to help Scotland.
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