11 March 1998
I've escaped.
They've been looking for Rosie and have been suspecting me this whole time.
So, I've fled.
I looked up my cousin in New York in America.
He told me he had an empty house for us. No one should bother us there.
We took the first flight and were there at 5 am.
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12 March 1998
I woke up in a new place.
Just this morning, my dear Rosie and I arrived and came straight here.
My cousin, Phil, couldn't make it to meet us, so he left the key under the door.
Rosie and I shared the bed in the back room until 8 am.
We got up, and I got ready first.
I shaved, showered and dressed.
Then I made Rosie up, combed her hair, and got her dressed in her new dress.
For the rest of the week, we stayed in the house with the blinds closed.
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17 March 1998
I'll have to go out and get our neccisaries.
We've run out of soap and most of our food.
Phil for got to stock up I see.
" I'm sorry my dear Rosie, you'll have to stay home while I go out to the shops. I'll be out for a while but Phil will be in to check on you. Here, I'll write a note and put it in your handbag for him."
With that, I left.
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When I left, I expected Phil to come back an hour or so later to check on Rosie and do his things, so i left a blind open for him.
Little did I know he had been involved in a large scuffle just outside Queens and wouldn't be home at all that day.
When i came home, there was a car outside.
A police car.
Damn it.
I snuck around the corner and dicovered the door had been kicked down.
" Rosie!" I shouted too ludly.
They heard me....
