Macbeth Journals

Journal #1
    Today I fought hard on the battlefield with my man Banquo. We obliterated Macdonwald and every last member of his forces. Banquo and I just sliced through there ranks like butter. By the time we got to Macdonwald, the so called battle was all but done. I met Macdonwald and I swung my sword and sliced straight through his pitiful body. Just when I thought the fun was over, there were more! But Banquo and I destroyed the army with the ferocity of true warriors. I even faced the mighty King of Norway, who I am now hearing was assisted by a traitor. I am hoping this traitor is put to justice as soon as possible! I cannot wait to get back to camp too see my friend Duncan and celebrate our recent success.

Journal#2   
    Yesterdays events are most troubling. As Banquo and I traveled to King Duncan's castle, we were approached by three witches. As soon as we met, they flattered me with titles I have not yet acquired and spoke of grand prophesies for us both. Banquo and I were just beginning to analyze the prophecies when Ross and Angus arrived. They came saying how the King heard of the battles. They said he told them to give me the title 'Thane of Cawdor'. He was the traitor! And he was put to death today. I am the Thane of Cawdor but this means the witches were right. Are they right about becoming king too? I'd have to kill Duncan and get away with it. I should not think of such ridiculous things. However, I cant wait to tell my wife who I miss dearly of the news!
Journal #3
    I don't know how I got into this mess. My wife is simply impossible to say no too sometimes, but I'm getting ahead of myself. When I got to King Duncan he was so pleased with me that he wanted to celebrate our victory at my castle. This was a perfect opportunity to put an end to him secretly. We decided we'd kill Duncan and seize the opportunity as it may never come again. The night he arrived, we had a great feast. However, I was unable to enjoy the festive banquet because my mind was occupied with pressing matters. I decided I was not going to do it. As I stood up to return to the banquet my dear wife came out. I tried to tell her I wouldn't do it but as always, she convinced me to go through with it. Tonight will be the last of Duncan's life.

Journal #4
    I have realized that Banquo could discover that it was I who killed Duncan. He was there when the witches told us our future, its just a matter of time till he realizes it was me. So I had to do what I must have to keep me and my family safe. I ordered three murderers to kill Banquo and his son. I told the murderers  specifically I wanted no connection to the mission. Tonight they returned, saying Banquo is dead, but Fleance escaped. I said I would deal with the new problem later, because I was hosting a banquet. I am terrified of what I saw at tonight's banquet . I think I am going mad. I swear I saw Banquo's ghost at the banquet it stunned me I tried to ignore it and entertain my guests by dancing and eating but he just stood there staring at me. My guilt has taken over, I dont know how much more of this I can take.

Journal #5
    Macduff has been acting very strange. He did not come to the banquet and rumor has it he fled Scotland entirely. I went back to the witches to beg them to tell me more this time. They told me to beware of Macduff. They also said I could not be defeated by any man born of a woman and that I didn't need to worry until Birham Wood starts to move. For what man is not born of a woman? And what forest can move? This is beginning to sound like I am invincible! However, just to be safe I ordered Macduff's wife and children to be killed and soon to be any others who stand in my way.

Journal #6
    Im beginning to fear for my wife's sanity. She sleepwalks, sleep talks and she writes secret things and hides them. The gentlewoman refuses to say what my wife says in her madness, but I can guess. What else has she done that could cause her to do this, her guilt is also getting the better of her. However, she deserves it. Not long ago I loved her but this evil deed that we committed together has torn us apart. I cannot look at her the same way anymore. I blame her for all of this, if it wasn't for her I wouldn't have gone through with Duncan's murder in the first place and everything would be fine. Nevertheless, I killed the king. I have made my bed and now I must lay in it.

Journal #7
My world is falling apart piece by piece. All my most faithful have deserted me, my wife has completely lost her mind, Im losing my mind and I'm hearing rumors of Macduff and Malcolm planning an ambush on me. The only thing keeping me going at this point are the witches' predictions. If they are right which they have been so far, I will keep my kingship and live a long life. It is impossible for a man no to be born from a woman and for the woods to start moving. This is what I say to myself constantly throughout the day to ease my paranoia. It will not last for long. I fear the worst has yet to come.

Journal #8
Another one of the witches' predictions have come true! The madness, I have just been informed the the Birnam Woods seem to be moving toward the castle! Oh how can I fight in this condition, I have just lost my beloved wife. She has killed herself,  through our struggle I seemed to have forgotten how much I truly loved her. Now I will never see her pretty face again. I shall fight to the death! I shall seek out Macduff on the battle field and slaughter him as I slaughtered his family and as I have slaughtered everyone who has stood in my path so far . One last prediction stands, but I'm confident it will never come true. I cannot be killed, I shall come out of this victorious! Unless Macduff is not born from a woman. The witches have warned me of Macduff and I will be prepared. If I die today I will have died fighting and will die a true warrior! I pray this will not be the last I write here but I promise will not go down easy.