That morning I saw a ghost, not any ghost, my dead father, the King. When Horatio came to me to tell me what he saw, I precipitated myself to communicate with that spirit. I got many friendly advice from that ghost. I felt like I was asked to fight back, as revenge. My hated uncle, Claudius, married my only mother, the Queen Gertrude. I wasn't happy at all, my nightmare becoming true. That is why I was dressed in black during the marriage ceremony. I hate Claudius, I will always hate him, until He die by my sword.
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