Both me and my husband live a good life. Then one day Macbeth, my husband, told me a witch told him he will be the king. The thing was once Macbeth found out he was going to be king he didn't want to wait till Duncan died. Since he didn't want to wait, we thought of something to hurry Duncan's death.
We decided we were going to kill him. The plan I came up with was brilliant. When we were going to kill him I wish I could have been unsexed so I wouldn't have to act like a woman, and so that I could show my rage. Then the time came when we killed Duncan, but first we had to make the guards drunk. Since Macbeth forgot to frame the gaurds because he was nervous I had to go get blood from Duncan, and put it on his gaurds to frame them. After the death Macbeth was showing regret but I had to remind him of the reward. Also after we killed Duncan we had to play it cool, but you could see the guilt in Macbeth's eyes. So I had to cover up double, and I did. For example when people were talking to Macbeth he was on the urge of bursting, and spilling the beans I had to think of something. My instinct was to just fake phaint so the attention would be taken off of Macbeth and brough upon me.
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