Tomorrow I die, tomorrow I die and today want to tell the world what happened and thus perhaps free my soul from the horrible weight which lies upon it.
one night i came home quite late from the inn, where i now spent more and more time drinking walking with uncertain step, i made my way with effort into the house.as i entered i saw---or thought i saw--- that pluto.
my soul seemed to fly from my body. i took a small knife out of my coat and opened it. then i took the poor animal by the neck and quick movement i cut out one of its fear~filled eyes. slowly the cat got well. the hole where its eye had been was not a pertty thing to look at, it is true-i tied a rope around the cats neck and taking it down into the cellat under the house i hung it until it was dead
as i lay sleeping , i heard through my open window the cries of our neighbors. i jumped from my bed and found the entire house was filled with fire it was only with great difficulty that my wife and i escaped. and when we were out of the house all we could do is watch it burn to the ground
it seemed seemed almost that the cat had in some mysterious way caused the house to burn so that it could make me pay for my evil act, so that it could get revenge upon me.
in sudden anger, i took a knife and struck wildly at the cat quickly my wife put her hand out her hand and stopped my arm. this only increased my anger and, without thinking, i turned and put the knife in her heart.-i noted a place in the wall of the cellar where the stones had been added to the wall to cover an old fireplace which was no longer wanted. the walls were not stongly built, and i found i could easily take down those stones. behind them there was as i knew there must be, a hole big enough for a body. with much effort i put the body in carefully put the stones back in their place. i was pleased to see that it was quite impossible for anyone to know that a single stone has been