Meeting Ophelia

So anyway, I was still in a state of shock from meeting my dad the ghost. I was up in my room writing all this poetry to myself. (I write sonnets just to vent, but who knows? Maybe I'll put them on here one day.) Normally this calms me down, but now I just kept going over stuff in my head, about how my rat bastard uncle killed my dad and would that mean that I now had to kill my uncle???

I was sitting there for hours just worrying about this stuff until I just couldn't take it anymore. I had to see Ophelia, that's the girl I'm in love with. I just needed to see her, to sort of calm me down. So I went down to her place and she let me in, but she was looking at me all "Ew" and stuff. She was fixing a shirt or something, I didn't notice really I was so desperate. I couldn't even say how I felt about her.

To be honest, the whole thing with the ghost had freaked me out and I was kinda like trembling a bit, sort of. I'd also torn my shirt agonizing over this, so I musta looked pretty ragged. I guess she must have felt that it was because of her. I suddenly realized that she was the only girl I'll ever love, but I couldn't tell her. I just grabbed her wrist and sort of nodded, staring at her for what felt like forever. She's so beautiful, see, I just didn't want her to get involved in all this bad shit about me and my uncle. She looked at me as if I was gonna rape her or something, so I just let go and walked out the door backward, without turning my back. I wanted to see her for as long as possible.

Thing is, Ophelia's dad, who's called Polonius, is all chummy with my uncle. The guy is just this amazing brown-nose. First he kissed my dad's ass, and now he's kissing my uncle's ass, who couldn't be more of a different person. So it's gonna be pretty much impossible to leave Ophelia out of all this. Also, Polonius keeps giving everybody all kinds of stupid wise-ass advice, whether you wanna hear it or not.