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I loved the old man, he had never wronged me... I think it was his eye, yes it was!
Why will you say that i am mad? The disease has sharpened my sense -- not destroyed them -- not dulled them.
You may fancy me mad, but i tell you the eye had some efect on me that i cannot control.
I have decided to take the life of the old man, for it is not him, but the eye that deeply disturbs me.
I am just about to kill him. I will smother him with his own bed, chop him up, and hide him under the floor boards so no one will find him.
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