Political event
Today is it. The day I've feared for so long. I did that disastrous ITV interview and who cares. Gran died this afternoon.
What am I to do now. I'm so scared and lost. She's always been here. Now she's gone. It feels like the end of the world. I don't want to feel. I wish I could go with Gran, where ever that is.
Grandpapa is the King now. He took the Regnal name 'William'.
I just want to forget the world. The Britain I knew died today at 3:47 pm.
I guess there's only one thing I can do -- say. God save the king. That's what I'm meant to say right? I wish I felt it.