March 2nd

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Dear Diary,
Today was odd. Susan kept thanking me and I couldn't get the stains of red out of my beautifully cream dress. I was sad. The village was beautiful and quaint. There were oddly familiar train tracks, too. Every time I walk past them I hear laughter. Susan keeps telling me to find a woman by the name of Rose. I looked everywhere but I couldn't find. That is, until I went to a little motel to sleep. The women at the desk was sorting through papers. She had a name tag with the name Rose on it. Susan was laughing and telling me to go to the kitchen. I did, and I found a large butcher knife. I decided that I would kill her tomorrow. I checked into the motel then went upstairs and hid the knife under the bed.
Love,
Lucy Belle


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