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I still don’t feel well, I stayed all week in the Infirmary but I don’t feel any

Why can’t I move? I can’t call out,I can’t open my mouth.What did he do to me? He was behind me and then……. I don’t remember.I must have fainted.That must be why I’m lying here on the ground.But why can’t I open my mouth,it won’t move.
I’m so frightened.Where is everybody.Can’t anybody see me here.I’m so cold,so very cold.
I must get myself together I must try to get up,get help.What did he do to me? I feel so weak.
The pain is so bad, he must have given me a right going over.I won’t be able to work for days.Oh,why won’t somebody come?
Come on Polly,you been done over by punters before,this one’s no different.I must get myself up,but it hurts so,never been done like this before,savage he was,when I’m better I’ll go to the peelers.I saw him clear.I’d know him again.He seemed so quiet,almost scared I thought I could tell a bad un.
I’m so very,very cold.Oh please somebody come,I’m here.Help me.
Maybe he broke my jaw,yes,that’ll be why I can’t move it.Hope nothing else is broke.
Somebody’s coming I can here footsteps.Here,I’m over here.Oh,God they can’t see me.Don’t go,don’t go.I’m here don’t leave me like this.
I feel so tired,never felt so tired.I must stay awake though got to be awake so they can find me.
Feel so tired,it’s strange not like usual.Never felt tired like this before, I can’t fight it much longer.I don’t suppose it matters if I sleep a while,they’ll find me soon,help will come soon.

I don’t suppose I’ve got long now. The blade went through me so quick. It
felt so cold against my neck. I wonder if the others felt it so cold when he
cut them.
Why didn’t that man help me? I saw him looking but he walked away, so did
the other one. They just walked away. But that’s our lot round here.
I never thought he’d get me though, not really. My name will be in all the newspapers
But I won’t be here to read it. That’s all they’ll see me as one of his victims, another
“fallen woman”. They’ll say I was stupid to go out on the streets but they don’t understand
we have to do what we can for money.
This isn’t how I imagined dying. Always thought it would be quick. I feel like I’ve
been laying here for hours. I’m cold I bet they’ve a warm fire inside the club. They’ll
get a right shock when they find me here. If only somebody would come out
maybe at least they could get me a blanket. They could go for a doctor but I know
It’s too late. It must be that knife went so deep don’t think even the Queens doctor
could put me back together. I don’t want to go alone, don’t want his to be the last face I remember.
I thought I could judge them better than that. He seemed so quiet at first then such
anger. What did I ever do to him?He was leaning over me
waving that knife then his face went so white, he ran so fast.
Why won’t somebody come out of the club? I think my time is coming soon. I can’t feel
my arms or legs anymore. It’s strange I feel so calm now, peaceful like. I think, yes I can see a light, a bright white light somebody must be coming, maybe they’ll bring me a blanket

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