It was the Ides of March, 44 BC when I had started my daily walk to the capital. Before I got there, I said hello to my good friend Taylor, a lawyer that worked near the capital as I did every morning and she replied “Has't a most wondrous day senator Brianna!”. The morning was familiar and I had assumed that it would be just another day down at the capital after the wonderful Caesar was crowned the king of Rome. I was wrongly mistaken. By the time I had reached the capital I had stumbled across a group of men attacking someone, I was outraged, how could they do so before the mighty Caesar would become our king for life? I started to leave, but I then saw that the man being attacked was Caesar. I was shaken, and I felt as if my legs had turn to stone. I sat and watched the gruesome death unable to move. I felt confused and scared as I heard Caesar’s last dying words “Et tu Brute?” …show more content…
I loved the great Caesar and he had always treated me well. I did not understand why these men, especially the most honorable Brutus would assassinate him. I watched in horror as they celebrated his death, dipping their hands in Caesar’s blood, screaming and running around the senate room like animals. People were yelling and started exiting the capital going outside to the market to hear a speech Brutus has prepared. I followed curiously to hear what he had to say and took a spot near the front. Brutus went on to tell us how what he did was for us the people of Rome, how he did not want us to die slaves under Caesar’s rule and that we were now free from tyranny. It lightened my eerie feelings. The noble Brutus was right! Rome did not need a king for life, having such power was crazy. How in the world did we even consider such a