Hello. My name is Aubrie Louise-Ann Adelaide.
1902, to be exact, was the year I was born.
I'm writing like this because I'm writing for my life.
When I turned eighteen,
My mother, Queen Mary Adelaide of the Cambridge royal family,
Announced to the world that I would first take the place of becoming a Duchess,
And soon accepted an engagement with my first cousin (whom I knew nothing about).
...How ridiculous does that sound?
I was not in any way ready to become a duchess or be a wife to my cousin like my sister did...
Daniel, A friend of mine, told me about a place where I could run away with him.
We both formed a plan and waited for the right day to leave.
It was a good week of waiting so people would not suspect anything about my departure.
Soon, the morning finally came.
I changed into one of the servant's clothes and ran away with Daniel early that morning.
We went far, close to the border of France, and that took a good week of a trip.
There was a home that he said he had there where we could stay for a while.
I trusted that man...
However, looking back, I realize I was wrong to leave my home...
We approached the cottage, and I felt a little uneasy.
He told me he would return and enter the home to wait for him there.
I walk in to see some strange symbols all around his home.
Suddenly, I realized this was the man my mother warned me about a few months ago.
He came out of nowhere, trying to attack me.
I was so surprised that I fought back!
He kept chanting this name that I was not familiar with.
I got away fast, but I knew I had to hide somewhere.
I ran towards a well and soon felt a force I could not control.
I grabbed the edge and begged him to pull me up and spare me!
He laughed by grabbing my hand and let out a shout,
"Death to the Cambridge family!" And let me fall into the well...
I screamed as I fell. It became pitch black fast, and my eyes grew heavy.
Is this what death felt like?
I was very unsure,
but I let myself go and began on the fall...
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