text_original: Slowly she moved her eyes around. Yes, she was in a tent  an abandoned tent, old, ragged, dirty; and she lay on the bare ground. Through a wide tear in the canvas she saw a stretch of flat ground covered with stakes and boards and denuded frameworks and piles of debris.
text_transcription: SLOWLY SHE MOVED HER EYES AROUND YES SHE WAS IN A TENT AN ABANDONED TENT OLD RAGGED DIRTY AND SHE LAY ON THE BARE GROUND THROUGH A WIDE TERROR IN THE CANVAS SHE SAW A STRETCH OF FLAT GROUND COVERED WITH STAKES AND BOARDS AND DENUDED FRAMEWORKS AND PILES OF DEBRIS
phonemes: slˈoʊli ʃiː mˈuːvd hɜːɹ ˈaɪz ɚɹˈaʊnd. jˈɛs, ʃiː wʌz ɪn ɐ tˈɛnt ɐn ɐbˈændənd tˈɛnt, ˈoʊld, ɹˈæɡᵻd, dˈɜːɾi; ænd ʃiː lˈeɪ ɔnðə bˈɛɹ ɡɹˈaʊnd. θɹuː ɐ wˈaɪd tˈɪɹ ɪnðə kˈænvəs ʃiː sˈɔː ɐ stɹˈɛtʃ ʌv flˈæt ɡɹˈaʊnd kˈʌvɚd wɪð stˈeɪks ænd bˈɔːɹdz ænd dᵻnˈuːdᵻd fɹˈeɪmwɜːks ænd pˈaɪlz ʌv dəbɹˈiː.