Justine Moritz

Background info:

When I was a kid I was loved very much by my father. My sibblings think that he loved me more than he loved them. I had four siblings that I had lived with. When my father died my mother immediately became very angry. She was forced to take care of all four of us by herself. My mother treated me very badly out of the four of us. It was probably because I reminded her the most of my father, and she was angry at him for leaving her alone to take care of us. I couldn't handle it so I had to beg the Frankenstein family to take me in. I was then taken in at twelve years old.

Biography: I lived in the Frankenstein household as a servent. Over time Victor and Madam Frankenstein became very fond of me and gave me an education. I was living a very comfortable life for a while. One day William was gonna go out for a walk but before he could leave I gave him my locket with a picture of Madam Frankenstein, a very big prized posesstion of mine. The very next day I found out that William was murdered, I felt responsible because the murderer probably killed him for my locket! The next few days were horrible! Quoting from Victor, "the murder of poor William had been discovered, Justine had been taken ill, and confined to her bed; and, after several days, one of the servants, happening to examine the apparel she had worn on the night of the murder, had discovered in her pocket the picture of my mother, which had been judged to be the temptation of the murderer. The servant instantly shewed it to one of the others, who, without saying a word to any of the family, went to a magistrate; and, upon their deposition, Justine was apprehended. On being charged with the fact, the poor girl confirmed the suspicion in a great measure by her extreme confusion of manner." (Page 62, Victor) I had no idea what was going on. I felt so alone too, like a lone sail boat out in the open ocean. No one was there to help me, or comfort me I was all alone. I was taken to court, but all the evidence was put against me, I had no alibi and not even Elizabeth who testified for me could help me. I am starting to believe that I did kill William... I don't want to go to hell for lying without knowing that I am lying. So I have decided to declare myself guilty even though this will send me straight to the death penalty. How could this happen to me?

My favorite song is How Could this Happen to Me by SimplePlan. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y983TDjoglQ