Reaction Paper Of Romeo And Juliet Novels & Stories

I used to think it would take me years of hard work to be able to save up for a trip here but here I am all thanks to Jayden. If I have never felt any gratitude towards him before, then now, I can feel it. I feel grateful to him for this opportunity. For making my dreams come true. To me, the play was just fiction but right now, standing in the middle of the courtyard with the statue of Juliet in front of me and the balcony up the grand staircase beside me and a lot of people going in and coming out, it feels real. The story of Juliet and Romeo feels real and I doubt if Alejandro's claim that Shakespeare wasn't here is true.

That explained the quick and consistent strokes I heard in the dark. "Wisely and slow, they stumble that run fast." He says lowly, his posture relaxes slightly and I notice that his face is calm. He takes another step, leaving little to no space between the two of us. "Stupid quote if you ask me." He whispers. "Romeo still got his wish and married Juliet, it was after that was achieved the tragedy started." I continue, my voice just above a whisper. His breath fans my face, "Agreed that they may have stumbled."

“No, you shouldn’t. But I’m sure as fuck glad that you do. Now, pay attention. I’ve reconsidered and I think it would be a fitting end for a womanizer like Ramono to die at the hands of his daughter.” “Romeo and Juliet never had such good foreplay.” “Definitely not. Now, pay attention.”

More than once or twice, his hand already slipped under my skirt in the car, telling me that he approved of the look. "Romeo and Juliet, seriously?" He leans back in his seat, dropping his hands casually between his knees. "You strike a hard bargain, nemesis." Dressed in a simple white shirt and dress pants, he looks strikingly handsome as he watches the drama start to unfold on stage. His expression is disinterested and he gives a disgusted look when Romeo enters the stage. "How can you hate them?" I shrug, looking at the stage where the man playing Romeo says his dialogue. "They are the most beautiful star-crossed lovers to ever exist."

She wished she did more. The News of Romeo's passing spread like wild fire. People came to mourn with his family. The messages of condolences were pouring from different places. Everyone felt responsible for his death. After the villagers heard the teachings of the social workers, they felt like they had given Romeo and Julius the second chance but it was already late.

“I know it sounds cliche to say it’s an honor just to be nominated, but it’s so very true. I wasn’t expecting it at all.” “Really?” Cliff asked. “Because… I’ve got to say, I was truly impressed with how well you portrayed this character, a young man who, not unlike yourself, had gone through tragedy in his life, and overcome it. Really, it was heartwarming and touching.” The audience applauded in agreement. Rome felt his cheeks turning slightly pink as he dropped his eyes to the shoes Juliet had chosen for him and took a deep breath. “Thank you,” he said before looking up at Cliff. “That means so much. I appreciate it.”

' Yet when she was supposed to answer, she had frozen up and became tongue tied. The question had made her so flustered that she didn't know how to respond to it. Thankful enough that Romeo had cleared the air, she still felt angry that he had spoken so smoothly and emotionlessly if she were to judge him. Did he hate her that much? "I had a great time today." Romeo stated, severing her connection with her thoughts. He continued. "Your parents are fun to be around, I don't have to act princely around them even though I tried to impress them. If it weren't for that pea that almost killed me and ruined everything, I would have rated myself a complete ten. What did you think?"

He had made this dream come true for me. To me, the play had always been just fiction. But standing in the courtyard, with Juliet’s statue in front of me and the balcony above, it all felt so real. The story of Romeo and Julie felt alive, and I couldn’t help but doubt Alejandro’s claim that Shakespeare had never been here. How could he have made it all feel so real if he hadn’t? “Isayanna?” Alejandro’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. “Are you alright?” I nodded firmly, swallowing the emotions that threatened to spill over. “Just overwhelmed,” I admitted.

I whispered. “What’s in a name?” he quoted, mysteriously avoiding my question. I cringed, recognising the line from Romeo and Juliet. “Arg! I hate that play! They fall in love and then they become all over dramatic on us.” “I quite like it.” he laid his head on my stomach as he lay down beside me. “Their love is doomed to failure and yet they still try to make it work, and when one dies, the other follows shortly after – not able to live life without their love.”

"I don't know where it is." "I believe you," Romeo said calmly. "But we are going to make him believe you’ve changed your mind. We’re going to make him so desperate that he stops thinking clearly. When a man is desperate, he makes mistakes. And when he slips, I get my drive, and you get your justice." "What’s the plan?"