7 October 1997
I've waken up nice and early to prepare her for the day.
I go into the drawer, pick out a shade of lipstick, and apply it to her lips.
"Good morning my love."
I kiss her lips and proceed to comb her hair.
Her honey blonde hair was fading to a lifeless blonde, then white.
I'll have to dye it for her one day.
I then applied her makeup.
" Rosie, you're so beautiful. You know I love you so."
I hug her propped up body.
"Forever mine, Rosie, forever mine".
Later that day, I go out and buy some nail polish and a nice dress for my Rosie.
She'll look even more beautiful, if that's possible.
I get home around 1 in the afternoon.
Fix myself an egg salad sandwich, and head out to the shed, to my wonderful Rosie.
I've noticed the latch has been tampered with. Not opened, just tampered.
The blinds are still down so whomever it was, was not able to look in.
Probably just some nosey neighbour boy.
