And that’s up to the point where I am now.
I haven’t got much time to write at the moment, as I am about to be killed…
I am back.
Tears are streaming down my face, onto this little notebook that I have been keeping.
I should be thankful that I am alive (and I am thankful!).
Who knows how long I will be alive, though?
You see, this is what happened: After Grimhilde begged me to leave, and I refused, the lights flickered in the dark prison, and then a voice screamed out, and I knew whose voice it was.
And it couldn’t be. But it was! Let me tell you what happened:
“Kill her!” Snow White screamed.
I ran, but it was no use. In a moment I was caught up by a guard.
“NO, Snow White!” I shouted, “It is I, Daisy!”
Snow White stopped the guard from killing me, and now I am here, in this cold, wet, dungeon, across from Grimhilde, I think.
I have called out to her once, and she did not answer.
Maybe I will call to her again once I stop crying.
If I ever do.
What is happening?
Snow White is supposed to be such a lovely maiden!
After all, she is Charming’s cousin by marriage.