Pretend To Be Justine, Write Your Thoughts And Feelings Before The Execution.

My father soon died and I was left to live with my mother and siblings, yet mother treated me extremely ill and I was unhappy and hurt, at the age of twelve I clearly recall begging my mother to allow me to live with the Frankenstein family , there I was a servant but with a difference, The lady of the house, Mr Frankenstein sister took a liking to me and provided me with an education that no other servant would even dream of receiving. Due to this I felt and extreme sense of gratefulness and served her with the up most respect and loyalty , I loved her dearly almost saw her as a mother figure sadly as I mentioned before, something always goes wrong, to my horror Mrs Frankenstein became very ill, I attended her day and night praying to god she will get better but sadly she died leaving me 'motherless' and also ill of health, I carried on living with the Frankenstein's as they were now my family.

I was soon informed that my brothers and sisters had all died, leaving behind my grieving mother along with me, her neglected daughter. As a catholic my mother begun to believe the death of her children was due to her neglect towards me she consulted this with her priest and he agreed. She asked me to live with her again but there was no change she began to blame me for my brothers and sisters deaths and also became very ill, after considerable time of looking after her she passed away and I went back to live wit my family The Frankensteins. Here I became very close to Elizabeth and seemed to amuse her brother Victor as I remember overhearing him saying to Elizabeth that even when he was in ill health a glance from me would dissipate it.

As time went on the family got new arrivals and I was the one chosen to look after the children, amongst these was William, from the beginning I felt a special preference with William, the pureness of his soul shone off him and his innocence and stunning beauty astounded me, I loved him as I would love my own child.

And now I am sitting here accused of killing the child whom I love so much, yesterday I appered in court, I felt calm and appered calm yet inside I could feel the anxiety bubbling, as I entered I located my family and looked towards all theses people who looked upon me as a murderer, the case against me was strong as I had been out looking for William who had disappeared all night and coincidentally fell asleep close to were his body was found. One of the pieces of evidence used against me I still cannot explain and has been bothering my mind, the locket which was in Williams possesion when he disappeared was found in my pocket, I did not place it there which only leaves one more answer, someone placed it there intentionally, yet I cannot think of one single person which would want to do such a thing. As this piece of evidence was stated to the jury they murmured wcih made a shiver of fright run through ny body, at this point the only person who could prove my innocence was god. I called up several people to give a statement of my character yet many of them refused after hearing the evidence against me, they aviously thought me guilty of this crime yet Elizabeth did not think so, she stood up and portrayed me as I was, a harmless person with good intentions, yet this was not enough.

After the trail I pleaded guilty and sentenced to death, Elizabeth came to visit me confused by my confession, this was when I explained to her that my confessor had betrayed me and threatened and menaced me with excommunication and hell if I didn't plead guilty. She sobbed, and as she did tears leaked from my eyes in pure inner pain. I looked over to Victor who seemed increasingly unhappy as he gazed over to me and met my eye I strange look came over his face, a look which I will never forget.

As I knew this was the last time I was to see my dearest loved ones, they satyed for several hours keeping me company, Elizabeth said to me in tears 'I wish I was to die with you.' these words showed me how much she believed in me. After this I attemted to change the atmosphere and tried to bring in an almost cheery feel, yet I failed.....they left two hours ago and now I am here writing my last words, my last thoughts my last feelings before my life is unjustfully stripped away from me, my only hope now is that god will receive me with open arms into his kingdom.

Justine Morris