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 CHAPTER 35    

Meg and Sophia were exhausted and their hands were sore. They had worked until they almost fainted because they had shared their food with Dorothy. As punishment, they had to clean all the rooms in a disused wing. They carried buckets and brooms under the watchful eye of the guards. The nurse opened the last door at the end of the corridor and pushed them inside.

"Let's hurry! Tidy up this room quickly! We're about to receive another young misfit," she exclaimed in a firm voice.

Meg hurried to put clean sheets on the bed, and noticed bloodstains on the wall as her colleague swept the floor.

"It's a shame," whispered Meg.

"Did you say something?" asked a nurse, tapping her on the back with her broom.

"No," Meg replied, cringing in pain.

It was a small room, with no light or ventilation, reserved for new inmates in their first days, when they were still getting used to the sad reality of being prisoners for the rest of their lives. A feeling of sadness invaded her as she wonde
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