A/N- This is something I wrote for my Women in Lit class. I figured why not post it?
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Justine's Final Words
My name is Justine Moritz. I do not have much time to write this; the fact that I have been allowed to write it at all is a small blessing. I am set to be executed in the morning for a crime I did not commit. I have made my peace with God and know He will welcome me with open arms - for I am innocent. The confession I made is the only sin I have committed throughout this entire ordeal. I want to reveal the true story of what happened that night and, maybe, someone will find this account and the Frankenstein family will be convinced of my innocence even though I will be with Our Lord.
The night that William disappeared, I became very worried for the boy's safety. I decided the least I could do to help was to join the search. I never should have ventured out alone, but I cannot change the past. After a few hours, I found the picture of Madame Frankenstein that William carried with him. Feeling that he must be near, I trudged onward; it was then I saw it. The creature was lurking in the forest. I had no idea what it was; it had the stature and features of a man - it was giant - as tall as some of the trees. Its skin was yellow and it looked as though the pieces of his body had been sewn together. The "thing" saw me and we both stood motionless for a few moments. "It" took a step towards me and I could not do anything but run – and run I did - back to my home. I became ill for several days after this encounter. I did not speak of it to anyone because I feared they would not believe me. But now I have nothing else to lose. That "thing" I saw is what I believe was responsible for William's death.
I could never do anything to harm the Frankenstein family after all the kindnesses they have shown me, especially Elizabeth and Victor. Elizabeth is one of the dearest friends I ever had. It is my most fervent wish that Elizabeth receives my few remaining possessions after my death. This is the only thing I can do at this moment to even begin to repay the compassion she has always shown me. I wish her the happiest of lives with Victor. The fact that there are two people who believe in my innocence is one of the few comforts I have as I await my impending death.
I shall die tomorrow but I will die an innocent woman.