Diary Entry Essay

As you know, Susie and I finally made our big move to Chicago and have just settled in. When we had got to packing, I found quite a number of childhood memories hidden in the attic. I got to reminiscing and, well, I thought to make a scrapbook for you. I remember all those summers years ago. By golly, time flies. Remember Dill? Him, Scout and I would always play those silly make-believe games in the yard. The Boo Radley one had always been our favorite, but I recall you weren’t much of a fan of

I have never usually been the man to keep a journal but I believe that in the next few months or years great history will be achieved, i'm scared about which side will be making that history though. The day is October 8, 1773 and I am currently a merchant in Boston Massachusetts. I was born April 20, 1749, sadly my mother died soon after I was born and it was just me, my father and older brother. Father was a soldier but died in 1762 fighting the French and savage natives, I was 13 when father died

April 6, 1851 in Richmond, Virginia a slave was born by the name of Willis Turner who was me.” I was a fine young man growing up to be a slave I was one of the best men on the plantation that Mr. John Smith owned, I was a workhorse who was always one of the top people who picked cotton so my master was always pleased with the plentiful cotton I brought in every day. When I became of the age of 9 I was traded to another man named William Johnson where I finished my years of growing up to meet none

horses to led us back to King Duncan, suddenly I felt strange. Strangely enough, thinking about killing thousands of men is not an easy thing or task to do but perhaps when your Country depends on it, you'll do it anyways without hesitation. 2nd Entry I am confused but also curious. After a while of riding,I heard a strange noise so I starting calling it, Banquo thought I was going crazy. Strangely enough, three unusual figures appeared before us. They were strange creatures that no one has ever

Dear diary, it's me, Rose Swanson. It is Wednesday the 5th of March 1852. Today my husband James Swanson came home and told me we were leaving to go to Oregon. I'm heartbroken. James and I have been together since we were 13, it's been 20 long years. We had 3 wonderful kids that we were blessed with. Our oldest is Gabe Swanson. He is 14 and loves to play ball. He has many friends and even a girlfriend. He is going to be really upset when we tell him the news but we're hoping their family moves to

Today the Globe Theater put on Julius Caesar by a new playwright by the name of William Shakespeare. It was definitely worth my penny to attend. It was a night to go down in history, a night I surely wouldn’t be forgetting anytime soon. It had started with putting on my cleanest doublet and knickers. They reeked of my cattle's manure and were covered in holes, but I payed no mind because anything I owned wouldn't compare to that of the nobles. As I arrived early afternoon at the theater the familiar

I'm sorry for posting this forum a day late. My schedule with everything is all discombobulated. I just got back from a long trip from Peru, Tuesday of last week, and then started school the next day. Im still trying manage my time better. I think I have it under control now. In the third part, Sir Gawain is being pressured by Sir Bertilak’s wife. She goes to his bed chambers and ask him that he can do whatever he wants to her. Being a man God, he denies her multiple times and asks her to leave

My name is Sonya Jones. My mama's name was Sonya, just like me. She had a different surname because she belonged to a different family. Yes, I said belonged. We were slaves. But that's all changed now that the war is over. The Jones family is part of my past, and American is now my future. Life as a slave was never easy. I was a simple house slave. I did the dishes, cleaned the house, watched the babies. Everything you'd expect a slave woman to do. But it was never good when things went wrong in

Valerie Lima Ms. Dametto ENG1D1-a December 1, 2014 Romeo and Juliet diary assignment Dear diary, I never understood why the capulets and the montagues were such great enemies, why we were always taught to hate each other from the beginning of birth, what did the montagues or the capulets do to make such massive rivalry between two loving families? My family despises the capulets, but for what reason? I also have another upsetting point in my thoughts, I am deeply in love with a gorgeous girl named

Dear Diary, I honestly don’t know what to say right now… I can’t seem to arrange my thoughts and feelings. It’s like they’ve been tied together by a thick string of steel. Let me explain, today I received a letter from Macbeth stating that he was approached by witches, he referred to them as “the weird sisters”, and he said that they saw unimaginable things stored in the future for Macbeth. They told him that he would become king of Scotland…King of Scotland! Do you have any idea how amazing that