Zachary+Gerber

Dear Diary, I can’t believe hamlet, who does he think he is? He has no business trying to influence his mother. She can be with any man she wants. I am a fine gentleman, who wouldn’t want to be with me. Hamlet is causing all this commotion and for what? He has no proof that I killed his poor old man. My brother, what a joke; I don’t even feel bad about killing him. I never liked him anyway. If hamlet thinks that his stupid little play will be enough evidence to convict me than he really must be crazy like we all say. That play was a good stunt, I have to give the boy that. He really did make my heart jump with that. But how on earth did he find out?? Is that crazy ghost story real? There is no way that could have happened. Absolutely no way that my brother came back as a ghost, that’s crazy. At least I hope so… what if its true? No… it can’t be. What if it is and my brother comes back to me from beyond the grave? No, I can’t think like this, I can’t stoop to the level of that insane fool hamlet. He is getting in the way, I should just eliminate him entirely. What if he gets smarter. What if he tries to kill me… he sure seems crazy enough to do it. I have to do it. I think I will write a letter to the king of England instructing the execution of hamlet. I can send his dumb little friends from school, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern. He will never see it coming. Dear Diary, How is this possible, Hamlet has found his way off the ship during that pirate attack. I can’t let this get me down. I have convinced that fool Larates to fight hamlet in a duel. The plan is perfect. With the poison on the sword and the drink there will be no way for him to escape. I know that hamlet will not refuse, he cannot refuse a duel. Soon I will have his mother and his kingdom all for myself. I am so smart, they shall bow to me. I’d like to see my brother roll in his grave when I kill his son and rule his throne with his gal on my lap. Ou la la I’m so evil! Yay me! I am so sure that I will succeed that i even drew a little sketch of what I will look like when I finally have all these fools out of my way.