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I'm not mad
"Why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses- not dulled them." "One of his eyes resembled that of a vulture-a pale blue eye, with a film over it."
Every night at 8:00 I sneak into the old man's room. Ever so cautious I would undo the lamp so that a single ray of light would be shining on the terrible eye.
I found a chance and I took it and smothered the old man with a pillow. The man screamed but before I knew it he was dead.
There was no mess because I caught all of the blood with a bucket. Then i put the room back to the way it was while he was alive. I cut him up and hid him under the floorboards.
As soon as I thought it was all over there were three police at the door. A neighbor to the old man heard him scream and got worried. I let them in and had them search the apartment.
It was me! It is his ugly heart beating under the floor boards!
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