Disclaimer: I, in no way, shape or form, am William Shakespeare or own his work, for I am just a ninth grader and doing this for a good grade.
Act 5, Scene 3, Line 115
They entered the room, gasping for air from their constant running to prevent Romeo from drinking the vial of poison made by the moneyless apothecary. They knew what Romeo was planning on doing, they even knew before Romeo was born what he would try to do. They had tried to prevent the deaths from happening earlier, but accidents happen, people make mistakes. Fate just doesn’t want some events from not happening, it’s understandable. They will though, make sure that this planned event doesn’t happen. It will affect the ...view middle of the document...
” The figure said back.
“How did you know I was coming here?”
“Your horse had left a trail of bread crumbs when you left from the apothecary.”
“No, I had just happen to overhear you conversation with the apothecary when I had the right side of my head rest on the door. I was a bit tired after conveniently walking on the same trail that a depressed, newly wedded husband had traveled across five seconds before after being told his wife ‘died’ because of some poison that she drank.”
“Um, ok, how do you know that what Juliet took wasn’t poison”
“I just so happened to be praying in the closet at Friar Laurence’s cell.”
“You are very strange.”
“That wasn’t a question.”
“Who are you anyway?”
They heard a noise from outside the tomb.
“Be quiet Romeo, we shall discuss this later.” The person demanded and Romeo was wise enough to listen to the stranger and they hid on the side of the wall next to the entrance. They then heard the Friar talking to himself. “Alack, alack, what blood is this which stains the stony entrance of this sepulcher? What mean these master less and gory swords to lie discolored by this place of peace?” They saw the Friar enter the tomb. “Paris! So Pale! And steeped in blood? Ah, what an unkind hour is guilty of this lamentable chance! The lady stirs.
Romeo had noticed and practically jumped towards Juliet. “Juliet, you live!” While this was happening, the Friar had gasped in surprise. Juliet had then...