My peasant readers,
When it comes to me, I can't exactly say I'm a villain. Yes I killed the Queen, that was though a complete accident. Yes I did techniquely kill Gregory, I mean all I did was have Mig cut the rope. But really he died on his own in the Dungeon. And I did kidnap the Princess but I returned her at least. So I'm an ex villain. "Rat. A curse, an insult, a word totally without light. And not until he heard it from the mouth of the Princess did Roscuro realize that he did not like being a rat, he did not want to be a rat," (DiCamillo, pg. 109) Being a rat honestly isn't really cut out for me. I deserve to be a man who can waltz in the light in the upper world and relish in it, enjoying every moment of it. Not hiding in the shadows and dark because if others saw me they'd scream. I don't deserve to live this life, I deserve better. And more. "Little Princess, do you think that you can outsmart a rat?" (DiCamillo, pg. 194). I am quite a brilliant rat though. I mean this young child thought she could stop my plans when I worked and worked on it, till I perfected it with the help of a large dummy? No, no and no. I knew what to do, I knew how she would try to stop me, I knew everything. For I am a rat that has the brains of a smart human. I am a genius. Well all was until she decided to get all heart felt on me with Mig who fell for it. That's what ruined me. The love.
If we go ask Mig what she thinks of me, well we'd get her shouting at us and probably wouldn't be able to truly understand her. But when we first meet I know she liked me. "Gor, a rat with manners," (DiCamillo, pg. 167). That was when we first met. But now, she sort of doesn't seem to like me. She saw that I was using her and that I wasn't truly her friend. That Princess Pea was. So that bit me in the butt later on, specially when she cut off my tail. Before I killed Gregory he didn't like me, specially since you know, I'm a rat. "Smart-alecky rat," (DiCamillo, pg. 86). He didn't like me because I felt the need to be myself with him. In fact he burned my whiskers off because of the way I am. Which is quite rude of him if you ask me. But that's my personal Opinion.
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