I believe deep down everyone has felt like they themselves where Hamlet. They can empathize with some of the emotions Hamlet was feeling, the grief and the sorrow, the abandonment and resentment. Not many carry their fantasy as far as Hamlet did. Shakespeare wrote of a man who had to face the great loss. Not the loss of his beloved father or of his lover Ophelia, but he lost himself in a world of make-believe where he could regain the control that he lost in his life.In the beginning Hamlet comes home to mourn the passing of his father. Then within two months the Queen, Hamlet’s mother, marries the brother of her old husband. This enrages Hamlet. His mother and his uncle! It was disgusting. The King tries to play the part of father. He seems to care for the welfare of his new son. Hamlet doesn’t care to be called Claudius’s son, he even said “A little more than kin, but less than kind.”(I, ii, 65) The king did not catch the remark though. Hamlet believed that the king only pretended to be nice to him because he had to. Claudius was now his “father”. Meanwhile the queen tries to convince Hamlet that morning for so long is wrong. Dying is a natural part of life and when you die you go to god. By morning so long you are disgracing his fathers memory. Hamlet mopes around feeling sorry for himself. Him and Horatio, a friend of Hamlets, began to talk about the old king. Hamlet said how much he misses his father and that he knows he will never see anyone like him again. Horatio then delivered a fatal blow, he told Hamlet “My lord, I think I saw him yesternight.” (I, ii, 189) Hamlet’s world then began to turn. He at first doubted his friend, and then naturally the hope of his father being alive got the better again. He followed Horatio and Marcellus to a spot away from prying eyes and he encountered the ghost. It was as his friends had said; it did appear t...
