Personal Narrative: Banquo's Death

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Right now, I’m laying in bed right now watching my crazy beautiful wife sleep because I can’t sleep myself. I just can’t get out all the things I have done in the last few days, and all the things that have gone wrong in those days also. I sit here and think what if I had never talked to the witches and listened to their future for me, but then I also think that I’m so glad all this happened like this. I’m still freaking don’t get me wrong I see ghost; I talk to myself and people at me and wonder what is going on but I can’t tell them anything because it will cost me my life. Now that Banquo is dead I only have one more person to worry about and him telling all the deeds I have committed. And I still just can’t believe that my murders let
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