Amish Saga Finale Part 3

So after I told the crowd in the store that I was not Dolly Parton, they quickly went away disappointed and forlorn like, going over to the dairy to pick up some milk, tried to stay calm as I noticed pictures on the back of the milk cartons of my former self, then I quickly drove home and put the groceries on the shelf, thinking this disguise isn't doing me any good, decided to wear a long red wig around the neighborhood, thinking now I can finally relax again, until people started thinking I was Naomi Judd... Then I noticed the amish mafia guy at the local 7-11, I quickly drove away to the local police station, where they put me up in a convent for witness protection, where Mother Superior gave me my habit to wear, and with it some long underwear, calling me by new name which was now Sister Rose, she made me feel inferior, as she was always looking down on me with her big holier then thou nose, the routine was to wake up every day at 4 a.m. going to the chapel to pray and say a lot of amens, then having a quick breakfast of coffee, bread and water, then onto the cleaning which lasted several hours, washing and ironing the nuns and priests clothes everyday, cleaning the floors and toilets with a tiny toothbrush to my dismay, dusting and vacuuming all the rooms, maintaining the large farm using an old broken down mule… At night I'd go to bed on the lumpy old mattress, feeling exhausted, lonely and famished, hearing nothing but my stomach complaining and grumbling, thinking to myself this is worse than the amish! So tying some bedsheets together I jumped out the convent window, ran all the way as fast as I could and started to hitchhike on the turnpike, it started raining and a car finally pulled over, quickly jumped in only to discover, the amish mafia guy who looked like Al Pacino give me a big wide grin… thinking to myself not again... Addendum: She finally escaped again and settled in Timbuktu where thank God nobody recognized her and where she made friends with the natives there who just happened to be so primitive they got her at spearpoint to make all their clothes and food from scratch, clean all their huts, make baskets and pottery, be the nanny for their tribal kids, hunt lions and tigers for meals……….