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You would not think I’m crazy because I concealed the body so well.There was no trace of the old man under the floorboards, and thebathtub caught all the blood.
Mad? I am not mad! Look at how calmly I can tell you the story. Theold man’s eye was like a vulture’s. It was pale blue with a thick filmover it. I made up my mind to kill the old man even though he didnothing wrong.
For a week I was very careful.Every night at midnight, ”I wouldslowly open the old man’sbedroom door to peek in uponthe eye, but it was alwaysclosed.
“Who’s there?”
After searching the house andfinding nothing wrong, theofficers decided to sit and chat.I wasn’t feeling good. My headached from the noise. The noisegot louder and louder.
on the eighth night, I slowlyopened the door and my fingerslipped on the lantern.
I didn’t move for an hour. I knew the old man was wondering whathad made the sound. I slowly opened the door again.
The eye was open and staring straight at me. It chilled my bones. Icould hear the old man’s heart thumping.
The time had come. I threw the bed over him and he was stonedead. His eye would not bother me anymore.
Neighbors heard yelling andcalled the police. I wasperfectly calm when theyarrived, and I invited them infor tea. I sat on the very floorabove the dead body.
I couldn’t stand it anymore! I told them, “I admit the deed! Here! Here!It is the beating of his hideous heart!”

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