I have now fallen to death. I guess my time would have come soon enough, but the thing is, I don't regret it. I have had enough of everyone and everything and I wouldn't have tried to stop myself from drowning even if I could have. (However, it was not suicide, I really did fall and drown not on purpose). I was going a bit crazy, I do have to admit. After all the events that happened in the past week who knows what I would have done next. First, Hamlet, the so-called love of my life, tells me to "get to a nunnery" and then ends up murdering my father in the late afternoon. I don't know how thou could be so cruel. This led me to the craziest of days that I have experienced. I became crazy, and for that I regret. Aye! Now that I ponder what I have done from all the recent tragic events in my life, it was the best decision for me. I could not balance those distracting thoughts in my head of love and hate. I did not know whom I could trust anymore. The voice of a women does not have much say in what goes on in this cruel house. I must respect all others. All the men. But nay! I could not do that. However, I am happier in this place I am now. Must be heaven, for even though He may have thought I have taken my own life, but in the end God forgives me, as I would not dare to be here if I committed such a horrid sin. I am at peace, and all thou who are on earth must still be running crazy.
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