Today was beloved Ophelia's funeral. Hamlet and I went early to watch the gravediggers prepare her grave. Hamlet did not know that it was Ophelia's grave, and I could not find it in my heart to tell him myself. Apparently, many think that Ophelia drowned herself, which is not out of the question because she was going mad after Polonius's death. Once Hamlet discovered that it was Ophelia who died, he confessed his love for her. This was not a surprise to me because I knew that he loved her very much so. Hamlet was very upset with Ophelia's brother, Laretes and stormed off after an argument. I follow him and tried to calm him down. Oh, the drama...
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