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She’s gone. Gone forever.

She drowned in the water.....

I have no words to express how I feel, it’s like there is a hole in my heart that will never be filled again.

I know that she loved this blog and that it was one of the places that she really felt like she could express her true feelings.

That is why I decided to post this on here. Just to let you all know.

-Laertes

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Guess who just got caught.

Laertes just found my blog. Nosey brothers can’t mind their own business.

ANYWAY, going to pick some flowers by the stream! Maybe I’ll climb the beautiful willow.....

I wonder what it would feel like to fly. I want to fly.

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Death is in the flower's heart – Why to cry for life of any petal? Death in purple ink of weary pens Betrays the written yearnings On her scented paper. Death is laughing in her cry; Her broken heart forlorn upon the sleeve. Death ignores the plight of any purity – He doesn’t care or seem to be aware of What her dewy eye desires, For Death beckoned: 'Embrace the jar! ' And yes, she did – For Death, of course. After all, no other man would Open up her hand and bid her with a kiss, So Death became her bliss.

Mark R Slaughter

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Um okay. So this is Laertes.

I had no idea Ophelia had been writing this blog and I just found this open on her laptop when I came into her room.

I guess all of you have questions and believe me when I say Ophelia is in no state of mind to answer them so I’ll just do it I guess.

To answer your first question, NO. She is not doing ok. She’s gone insane from grief. I can tell from her blog posts that she’s just slowly spiraled out of control. I have no idea what I can do for her.

All she does is wander around the castle looking like a complete mess, not looking people in the eyes and singing these random songs with very horrifying lyrics.

I don’t know what I can do for her. I’m so scared for her because she’s my little sister and I don’t know how to protect her or save her from her own mind.

It’s all Hamlets fault. If HE hadn’t killed my father and broken my sisters heart this never would have happened.

But don’t worry. I am going to get back at him for this if I ever see him again. I won’t let my sisters heart and my fathers death go unavenged.

Oh and yes, I’m home now.