8th October
Dear Journal,
My entire life, my pride, shattered. Why has my general, my lordship, Othello, given the position of lieutenant to Cassio? Why to him? Cassio hath not sacrificed as much as I. From now onwards, I shall be his shadow, walking in his footsteps. I have now been forced to follow his every word and command dutifully, even though I have not once betrayed Othello’s word. I sacrificed the majority of my life for him; never disrespecting his judgement. That sacrilegious devil! This moor has begrudgingly placed me in a position, below Cassio. Oh the agony! Although my dear ally, you have no sounds to utter, I shall reveal to you my thoughts, my plans and all my deep secrets.
I hate the moor, is the single thought that is racing
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Ah all that matters is that he has not caught me. I can take the time to laugh back at the past events that have occurred. Yet the moor hoisted me and let me live, the fool let me live! He shall surely regret this mistake; it is pure luck, I shall torture his wretched soul.
I can recall the moment, he questioned me with his booming voice. In shock, I stated Cassio moaning in his sleep for Desdemona, and to my surprise the moor believed every word. I have yet to show him evidence of the dastardly act, but yet he believes me. Hopefully, my victory shall be inscribed in my future entry.
30th December
Dear Faithful Companion,
He did it, the moor did it. Othello collapsed from truly believing his beloved Desdemona had betrayed him. He believed this till the very end, he killed her. The moment when I saw his tear streaked face, my heart jumped with joy.
I finally killed Emilia, that filthy woman. She was absolutely useless. The moor managed to inflict a deadly wound, but not completely fatal. Although he stabbed me, when I saw the insanity in his eyes, I knew I had won the battle. I lay here in this cage, knowing my vengeance is finally complete. Alas, I have a soul regret,