July 14, 2020

Dear Diary, Nobody has found me yet. It’s been 12 hours since I left. I’m right now in a café. With internet. Im wearing my brothers brown hat and grey sweats and my black sweater. I’m trying to pass for a boy so I don’t get raped. All my hair is inside the cap. And I have my hiking backpack.

It’s 5:07am right now. I’ve left fake clues everywhere. It’s going to be a very fun chase. What’s that game called..oh A scavenger hunt. And I’m the prize. I recommend this to everyone. This game is very fun. The police are so dumb. It’s been 1 day. 9 more days. And if I survive 9 more days then I’ll go back home. But running from your mom and the police is so exciting!! Let’s hope they don’t put out a amber alert. Or a find me for another 9 days. I just don’t know where I’ll sleep..it’s fine. It’s London. I’ll find somewhere.

I’m finally feeling something.

The thrill of the chase. 

Uh bye!