Romeo is shielding himself from the negativity at Frair Lawrence’s habitat. Friar explains to Romeo to observe the banishment as positive news as the punishment is not being executed. Romeo is asked to hide as there is a knock at the door. Whilst the Friar and nurse are conversing, Romeo cries ,threatening himself to stab himself. Friar comes up with a solution which is to have one more night together before Romeo is excluded. Romeo runs to Juliet.
Author: Aditya
Act 3 Scene 2
Romeo is yet to be awaited at Juliet’s window. However the nurse dashes through her door explaining the brawl between Romeo and Tybalt but she is very agitated and unclear so Juliet thinks that romeo dies. Sooner or later Juliet is told the clear ,correct version. Juliet decides she will die. In conclusion Juliet expresses hos feelings towards the banishment of romeo.
Act 3 scene 1 Summary.
Romeo and Juliet has recently entered and merged into each others lives as they are now pronounced husband and wife.
The scene begins with Mercutio and Benvolio engaging in a conversation about a brawl will be unavoidable when a Capulet approach them. Tybalt invades the setting, questioning where is Romeo in a rude manner, verbally cussing him. Romeo enters the scene. Tybalt transforms his attention from Mercutio to Romeo. Tybalt is determined to fight that he commands Romeo to unleash his sword. Romeo refuses and instead Mercutio offers to fight. Mercutio and Tybalt is stopped and broken up when Romeo departs them from each other. However Tybalt decides to pierce his sword through the skin of Mecutio. Tragically Mercutio dies. Tybalt escapes and abandons them. For some reason he decided to come back. Romeo was trembling with anger flowing through his body. Romeo draws his sword at Tybalt and murders him. Sooner or later citizens and officers crowds the place. Romeo vanishes and runs away. Benvolio confesses and tells the story, Romeo is banished.
Romeo and Juliet Rewritten in a modern day scenario
Fencing scenario
Sampson – My weapon is occupied and ready to fight. I will support you.
Gregory – Should we rearrange our event and forfeit?
Sampson – Don’t exaggerate, no fear
Sampson – Lets agree to the rules and let them begin.
Gregory – I will criticize as I amble past my opponent and let them take it.
Sampson – I will display my rude finger to them which is a disgrace to them.
Enter Abraham and George (rival opponent and his friend)
Abraham – Did you show your finger at us?
Sampson – I do reveal my finger.
Abraham – Did you point your finger at us?
Sampson – I do not point my finger to you, but i show my finger
Gregory – Do you argue?
Abraham – Argue? No.
Sampson – If you do, I am with you, I am equally the same to you.
Abraham – not better.
Sampson – You lied!
They fight… Referee enters.
Referee – Stop, stop , you know the consequences.
A Mystery Story by Aditya Shrestha
“Shoot” the gun fired. The memory triggered back and forth into my head. I thought it was the end. I thought it wouldn’t get any worse but it did…
Observing everything surrounding me, where was I? I was wearing an oxygen mask and was resting on a bed covered with blue and white. It was a dark atmosphere. The only light exposed was the monitor that had been attached to my finger to see my heart rate. I had figured it out, I was in a hospital. A nurse had entered. I saw mum in the distance, breaking into tears whilst dad comforting mum but then vanished by the people hovering over him. The curtain had suddenly opened and suddenly I had been blinded by the sunlight for a period of time. Sooner or Later I had recovered and had spotted the children racing around in Regents Park.
The nurse had approached me.”ouch” the needle had pierced into my skin. I felt brimful. The pain I was left in was excruciating. Slowly closing my eyes, I was trying to stay awake but the likelihood was low. Pain was coming from everywhere. My body was crying. The nurse was speaking to me,
“How are you?,Do you feel weaker?, Your par-“.
Without any response, I left her to think about the questions. My eyes had shut. The surgery had begun…
As time passed by my surgery had finished. I slowly moved my head to see my solder. The plaster crowded my stitches. Something wasn’t right. I felt as if I was overpowered. My parents entered.
“Are you alright, dear?”
The question responded with no answer. She repeated it again….
“Are you alright, dear?”
I felt furiated and angry. The gun was just sitting on the table. I felt as if i was going to to explode into a monster. I was tempted. I couldn’t take it anymore. At this moment my thinking became irrational, I had lost control, so I picked the gun and recklessly fired shots. Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang!
Twenty years later, In denial. What did i do?, What went wrong? All these thoughts and question racing into my head. Wishing I never killed my parents. It was my one and only beloved parent and yet i made the decision to murder them! And now, on my own, suffering in jail forever all due to the horrible surgery that went wrong. My life is a misery and now it is over!
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