Dear Diary,
Remember that day when I told you Dad left us? Remember all the times I wrote about trying to find him with Mom? Remember how I told you Mom was leaving the house more and more frequently and I didn't know why?
I know now.
Today, I found out that Mom was going to the public executions. Today, she took me to one. It was of the Queen, today's execution. On the way, Mom told me all about the hangings, but when we got there, the Queen was being beheaded. It was awful.
People started praying for her when she was about to die, Diary. But Mom didn't. Then, she was beheaded.
You know, as we were leaving, Mom and I passed by the executioner. He was wearing a mask, but I still saw his eyes. They were exactly like Dad's. I tried talking to Mom about it, but she didn't say a word.
They've haunted me ever since; his eyes. I'm going to try to sleep again, so goodbye Diary. I just hope I don't dream about him.
Eliza
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