Dear diary,
I take it all back "I think I can trust this Prospero because he seemed to want to be kind to me." He kept playing this music it was nice and made me feel relaxed. But oh no! Don't trust that It made me fall asleep. Now I wake up only to find myself chained to a great big rock whilst cold and hungry! I thought I could trust him, but oh no! He starts off all nice and kind and gets you liking him and then he gets you and you end up being chained to a rock with no food or water. Now I hate this man I should never have showed him my island or told him any secrets. He's a traitor! He has built a small house a nice place to live in and all I get is a horrible ROCK.
Caliban
This is a diary entry from the tempest
Tuesday, 15 February 2011
Caliban 1
Dear diary,
Yesterday a strange humanoid washed up on a beach near the western side of my island. He calls himself Prospero. He says he's from a place called London. He apparently can do magic, but I don't believe him. When I saw him I felt a sudden urge to show him round the island and teach him to survive and all the secrets. The urge was too strong so I decided to show him round. The island is mine because my mother Sycorax died a few days ago, therefore passing it on to me. I think I can trust this Prospero because he seemed to want to be kind to me.
Yesterday a strange humanoid washed up on a beach near the western side of my island. He calls himself Prospero. He says he's from a place called London. He apparently can do magic, but I don't believe him. When I saw him I felt a sudden urge to show him round the island and teach him to survive and all the secrets. The urge was too strong so I decided to show him round. The island is mine because my mother Sycorax died a few days ago, therefore passing it on to me. I think I can trust this Prospero because he seemed to want to be kind to me.
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