Whitechaple London, 1887. Jonathan Williams AKA Jack lived in a small town in London, many women tried to court with Jonathan, but he didn't seem very interested in any of them, but one. There was a young lady he laid his eyes on when she was 4 years old, but she never seemed to notice him. Jonathan's pov: it's a lovely autumn day here in whitechaple. Me and my father are in town today, "lovely day isn't it, son" "yes very, but there is one problem." "And what is that?" " all of these women" "ah yes, you do have a point there" " they're just like mother I suppose" "what?" "They sell themselves just to earn some pounds" "oh I see, dose it upset you?" "Yes, very much actually"
Jonathan and his father went back home.
I must put a end to all of these women selling themselves. It's quite sickening.
I thought of Isabel as I feel asleep. The next day I had to go in town to get some stuff for mother and father. When I got to the little market I saw Isabela standing there talking to her friends. I walked up to her and her friends started giggling. "Hello jonathan" "hello" "how are you this morning?" " I'm fine thank you, how about you love?" "I'm fine" "that's good dear, may I ask you something?" "Sure?" "Would you like to come to dinner with me?" "That would be lovely!" "great, I'll meet you here at 7:00pm?" "Sounds great"OK so this is my first book.
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The Tale Of Jack The Ripper
HorrorWhitechaple London 1887 Dr. Jonathan Williams AKA Jack