Macbeth-Short Story

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Night falls upon the castle and everyone has been seated in the dining hall. A light layer of mist fell across the face of Macbeth which was already covered in sweat and drained of color. Macbeth turns to the individuals sitting to the left and right, trying to look normal with the same eyes that last saw Banquo alive. “Sir? Seems as if you’ve seen a ghost.” Said someone to his left that seemed to travel in one ear and out the other. “Sir, are you alright?” said someone to his right that did the same as the one from the left. He looked right, left, then forward at Lady Macbeth. “I think I may have just caught a case of the jitters” said Macbeth, addressing all at the table. The next morning Macbeth was still worn and weary. His wife confronted him. She was twice as worn as he was due to her illness. “Does anyone know?” she said. “I don’t know, …show more content…

“There is nothing wrong here and nothing to fear, I am in the clear for no one knows. Yes, I am king, what do I have to worry about? But him, who is he? I saw the way he glanced at me and I saw his eyes.” Macbeth slowly reached for his fork but his trembling hand failed to let it reached his food. Lady Macbeth’s dull face turned to him and release an incoherent “heh”. “You know he killed him right?” said some voice down the table. “Oh of course, who doesn’t?” To Macbeth it seemed as if everyone knew something. His head know was screaming and before he knew it he was too. Every head turned down the table like dominos as Macbeth screamed the name of who he killed. Within seconds of his yelp the police scattered in from both doors that laid adjacent from each other on the walls. They grabbed Macbeth while every guest gasped and Lady Macbeth bursted into insane laughter. “No, please don’t take me! I am the King!” he cried. “Farewell Macbeth!” Lady Macbeth cackled as if she didn’t fully comprehend that she would never see him

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