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  • I will tell you a story and you will think I'm mad but I can assure you that I am not.  You see this man was the sweetest thing to me. He never did me wrong. I did not want his money.  The only reason I wanted to kill him was because of his eye.
  • He had a clouded blue eye. I hated the way it looked at me. Every night for the last week I went into his room at 12:00am and put my head through the door  I was ever so careful while I did this to not disturb his sleep.
  • He had a clouded blue eye. I hated the way it looked at me. Every night for the last week I went into his room at 12:00am and put my head through the door  I was ever so careful while I did this not to disturb his sleep.
  • Until one night I made a noise and the old man woke up and sat straight up on his bed and said "Who's there?" I stood there silent for an hour without moving. I went to light the lantern and when I did that a ray of light fell on the old mans eye.  
  • Who's there?
  •  On the eighth night, my chance to murder the old man had come.  My plan was so clever. I dragged the old man to the ground and then I put the mattress on top of him and after I was sure he was dead I cut his body parts off and then I put them under the floorboards.  I had successfully killed the old man and his stupid eye.  I had cleaned it up so well that no one would know it was me!
  • He had a clouded blue eye. I hated the way it looked at me. Every night for the last week I went into his room at 12:00am and put my head through the door  I was ever so careful while I did this to not disturb his sleep. He had a clouded blue eye. I hated the way it looked at me. Every night for the last week I went into his room at 12:00am and put my head through the door  I was ever so careful while I did this to not disturb his sleep.
  • The police came to the house because the neighbor called and said that they heard a scream. I let the police do a thorough search of the house and they found nothing that linked me to the murder. I was so nice to them that they stayed and we talked for a while. That's when I heard it!
  • It was my scream. I had a bad dream
  • I heard the old mans heartbeat under the floorboards. Surely the police heard and they were mocking me. I tried not to pay attention to it. I paced the floors and it was getting louder and louder until I couldn't take it anymore!
  • I confess. It was me who murdered him! He is right under the floorboards you are standing on! Please get me out of here!
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