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The tell Tale by Joyce Garnett
Updated: 3/28/2019
The tell Tale by Joyce Garnett
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  • I didn't kill him on the 7th night because i couldn't see the eye. I went back into his room again on the 8th night at the same time but this time it was different because when i shine the light on him, he woke up.
  • You may think that i'm crazy but can a crazy man tell you a story? I hear voice from heaven and hell but that don't mean i'm crazy.
  • I live with this old man, i love him but he have this one eye that i don't like. The eye i don't like is blue and white, killing the old man will be the best solution but i love the old man.
  • I goes to his room every night at @12 midnight cause he be at sleep at that time and i did this for 7 night. i have this lantern.
  • Who's there?
  • He was awake and i could see the eye that i hate so much, so i thought this would be a perfect time to kill. The old man hour had come. He cried once, once only and without a delay i force him on the floor and put is bed over him and then i smile cause i will never have to see his eye again. I put my hand over his heart to make sure he was dead.
  • After the old man was dead, i worked quickly but in silence. I took apart the body by cutting it. i cut off the head and arms and legs. I took off 3 pieces of wood from the floor and put the old man body in it and i put back the wood over his body, i couldn't see his eye no more and i have waiting for this day. I wash always everything there was no mark or any sound of the body anywhere. After i was done it was 4 in the morning.
  • The was a noise at the door, for what i have fear the noise at the door was 3 police that said that said a cry had been heard by a neighbor during the night.
  • I told them the cry was my own dream, i told them the old man was out of country. I took them all over the house and told them to search as i took them to the room. I brought chairs in the room where i put the body. I place my chair over the old man body, the officers were satisfied. After awhile i wish them gone, my head hurt and i had a ringing in my ears but still they sat and talk.
  • The ringing became more sever, I talked more freely to do away with the feel. i talk more and with heighten voice, i had trouble breathing and i have all these things going on in my head. I couldn't take it no more so admitted the deed. Tear up the floor board here it is, It is the beating of his hideous heart!
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