Miranda’s Diary from The Tempest

Miranda’s Diary from The Tempest

I couldnt believe it when that huge storm appeared from no where last

night. I seen a ship get torn apart during the storm. I believed it

was Father who caused this atrocity by casting a spell upon the ship,

using his magic powers; he cast a storm over the ship consisting of

thunder and lightning and strong winds which rocked the ship, creating

havoc and impossible working conditions.

When I questioned him he was quick to admit that he had done it but

not because he wanted to harm anyone but as I believe he is planning

to use it for his own pleasure. As I questioned why, he changed the

subject and told me of how we came to the island. My father has tried

many times to tell me the truth, but couldn’t as he felt it was the

wrong time and didn’t have the courage, but suddenly out of no where

he started to tell me, and I felt as if asking why he caused the storm

was a quirky subject. Instead, I carried on listening, ready to find

out the truth.

My last memories of our wealthy life were that of three years old when

I was pampered by women who looked after me. Father reminded me what

it was like then and how he ruled the state. Prospero was the Duke of

Milan and Mother the Princess. I’m the only child and only heir to

the throne but what I found out was that being the heir didn’t

matter.

Uncle Antonio was given power over the state by father, whilst father

was studying, but Antonio governed Milan so well that he was loved by

father’s people and this made him become power hungry. Father’s people

preferred Antonio as Duke, throwing father of the throne and with it

his brother turned pow...

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...each him one thing after another, and still he is not pleased blaming

more for teaching him to curse. From the depths of the bushes

appeared a man who seemed to have been looking for something. This is

the first man I can remember seeing and the first on this island, his

name is Ferdinand one of the shipwrecked sailors, he was the king of

Naples and his ship and sailors were caught up in fathers storm.

Father has not got on with him as he wants to know were everybody else

is and he should not treat this king with such disrespect. Ferdinand

a kind but unfearful man drew his sword to fight but my affection for

the two men made me interrupt and try to make them get along and

explaining that father is unwary as no one else has been on the island

for so long he is weary, finally the two men stop arguing as we walk

away.