Earlier this week, my friend Banquo and I were on our way to meet King Duncan, the King of Scotland. In our journey, we came across 3 odd women who appeared to be witches. We didn’t know what they were doing, so we approached them. The witches hailed me as thane of Glamis and as thane of Cawdor. I was confused about what they were saying. The witches also told me that I will be king one day. Flustered by this, I told the witches to tell me for more information, but they quickly vanished into thin air. We shortly met with the king moments after, and I was announced thane of Cawdor like the witches said. It was an astonishing feeling. It was only a matter of time until I was going to be king. King Duncan wanted to celebrate this successful promotion by having a dinner at my place. It was offer I couldn’t resist, so I accepted. As my wife, Lady Macbeth, was setting up dinner at our castle, I knew it was going to be a great day. The King of Scotland was visiting for a celebratory banquet; and my wife and I were setting off for a night of a new beginning. I felt a bit anxious and flustered. All these uncontrollable emotions were getting to me, but that wasn’t going to stop me from a memorable night. “My ambition will drive to me to success” I told myself. The table was …show more content…
They drank all the booze that was offered and were having the night of their lives. This was the perfect moment to strike the king. I crept along the cobblestone walls making my way to the chamber where the king slept. The torches illuminated the darkness of the castle, but I tried making myself invisible by lurking through the shadows. In the distance I saw a floating dagger. “Could this be?” I thought to myself. My mind must be playing tricks on me. As the dagger continued towards, I could see the bloody handle making its way towards my hand. I told myself that there’s no dagger here, it’s the murder I’m about to do that’s making me think I see