21 October 1825
Alas! The evil queen has made yet another attempt on Snow White's life and this time I'm afraid she is successful. Yesterday, we came home as we do every evening, and for a third time found her unconscious on the floor. We searched her for any means of poisons or anything that would cause her current state of oblivion. Nothing we did would bring her back to life. I am afraid she is dead. Even now I find it hard to write those words. I had finally begun to care for her now she is gone. And why? Because of some evil witch's jealousy. Even I shed a tear to two for her. What will we do now?