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they came in the night for her, to hold her down, while she was occupied with grieving everything that had happened to her and everything she lost. not least her mind. she fought for her life- let it never be said she went quietly- adding more bruises to the ones left by the faithful law. it was no use. two held her legs, two held her arms and a last leaned on her back and pulled down her pyjamas to inject her with something to make her forget. before she became docile she turned her head to her right and saw the saddened face of the nurse she had trusted. she asked of her do you have a son? to which she said with emotion yes i do. she asked the nurse another question. she said do you know what he’s doing? and she got no reply.