Goodbye

For all of those who have been following me, this is the last you will ever hear from me.
Yesterday I was reading the paper and right on the front headline was my worst fear. My father has discovered that I'm missing and knows that I am in New York. He's already looking for me and he'll bring me back to Cordelia Street forever.
If I cannot have the right to my own life, then no one can.
Goodbye everyone.
I wish you all the best of luck in escaping your own Cordelia Streets.
If you have the chance, send some postcards to my grave.

Relaxing in New York

Last week some of the most dreadful things happened, but yesterday opportunity presented itself, so last night I took the train over to New York, with $3000 in my pocket. I went to all the best stores and bought myself some proper attire.
I'm staying at the Waldorf, and what a wonderful place it is. It's snowing outside, and the snowflakes look beautiful whirling by my window.