The Death of a Salesman - Diary #5

 -Daniel Cuevas
Willy- pg121

I gave him an order! An order I tell you! And he left, he left. He chose to leave. It was not my fault. He left, he flunked himself, not me. It was not my fault.I gave Biff an order. I told him to come back, I gave him an order. She was just a buyer, a buyer for J.H. Simmons. She were painting her room! She lived down the hall! Biff, I gave you an order to come back. Why did you leave!
We were supposed to have dinner, Stanley said that they would meet me at home, because they left with the girls. I gave Stanley all my money because I knew I would not be needing them anymore. All I need is seeds. I haven't a thing planted in the ground.And yes Ben the woman has suffered. Suffered to greatly because of me. Which is why I am planting seeds. So that I can make up to her. You cant see nothing out there, in night. I couldnt see the damn seeds.
Oliver put his arm around Biff, it doesn't matter if he doesn't have an appointment, Oliver put his arm around him. May he rot in hell for leaving this house. Spite, that what it was. Spite is the word of his undoing, the cause for his rotting.Trying to blame it on me, trying to lay a nife in me. Dont blame it on me. Thats your fault Biff, not mine.
I cant beleive it, he likes me! After all this time, all our suffering, he like me! He loves me. He cried to me, confessing his love. Oh, Biff will be great, he will be magnificent. Imagine, twenty thousand under him. Oh, I cant wait. I cant believe it. He has always loved me. Ben, you were right, it is dark there, but full of diamonds. This is the best thing. The only way. He loves me, this is amazing. Imagine, Biff with twenty thousand dollars in his pocket. Oh, this sure is the best thing! He loves me! Imagine, he will be ahead of Bernard once again. Oh Ben, I knew it, that we were gonna make it. Sh! Sh! Shhh! I have to get out of here! Shhhh!