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Then
she
changed
,
she
said
,
"
I
feel
so
afraid
.
I
’
m
going
to
die
.
"
She
didn
’
t
speak
quickly
,
there
were
pauses
.
She
said
,
"
I
’
ve
tried
to
help
you
.
You
must
try
to
help
me
now
.
"
I
said
of
course
I
would
,
I
sponged
her
face
again
and
she
seemed
to
be
dropping
off
,
which
was
what
I
wanted
,
but
she
spoke
up
again
.
She
said
in
a
loud
voice
,
"
Daddy
?
Daddy
?
"
Go
to
sleep
,
I
said
.
You
’
ll
be
recovered
tomorrow
.
She
began
to
cry
again
.
It
wasn
’
t
like
ordinary
crying
,
she
just
lay
there
with
the
tears
around
her
eyes
as
if
she
didn
’
t
know
she
was
crying
.
Then
suddenly
she
said
,
"
What
will
you
do
if
I
die
?
"
I
said
,
you
’
re
not
going
to
die
,
don
’
t
be
silly
.
"
Will
you
tell
anyone
?
"
I
’
m
not
going
to
talk
about
it
,
I
said
.
"
I
don
’
t
want
to
die
,
"
she
said
.
And
then
,
"
I
don
’
t
want
to
die
,
"
again
.
And
a
third
time
,
and
each
time
I
said
don
’
t
talk
about
it
,
but
she
didn
’
t
seem
to
hear
.
