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Miss Havisham: Diary entry

  • Tashi
  • May 24, 2019
  • 2 min read

In school we have been studying Great Expectations by Charles Dickens. We were told to write a diary entry of Miss Havisham on her to-be-married-but-never-happened day. Here it is...!

June 8th, 1812

My life has been shattered and ruined to the core of my dark, broken heart and soul. Broken beyond repair. Broken from top to bottom. Broken, smashed, splintered, cracked. My spirit is a dull, grey stone, heavy in my chest,that will never see sunlight again. Because of him, my heart is blind, and I am blind with salty, fruitless tears. Never can I abide this pain of abandonment and disbelief, for he has left me vulnerable and fragile.

How could I have been so easily fooled? He has humiliated me, left me to weep until I can weep no more. How I wish I had listened to what Mr Pocket had to say. I have been completely and utterly deceived by a greedy scoundrel, wanted nothing than money, money, money. That is all he thinks about.

How I had loved him. How he flattered me. How he embarrassed me before everyone at the wedding. This man has jilted me. I have been fading away, ever since I received his haunting letter. It is a ghost that will blind my mind with memories of him. Never again will I look upon the light of day. Never again will my life continue. Never again will I love another man. My life has ended, and will never continue.

If I were him, I would deeply regret my mistake. Never would I overcome the pain of a lost love, despite the fact that he had fallen in love with my money, not me. However could I have fallen for such a man? So foolish so blind, I was! That trickster is a disgrace to mankind. He has no right to seek women, for I cannot seek men. I have no existence. The world shall never see me, and the cake shall remain on the table, and I shall remain in my withering, white dress until the end of time.

My heart is made of lead as black as coal. I shall seek revenge on all the ruthless men of the world. when the future comes, I will trap them in metal cages of love, and I will crack their hearts in half, forcing them to feel the deep, dark humiliation that I have felt today. then a weak smile may appear on my face.

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