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I loved the old man, he had never wronged me. What aggravated me was his pale blue eye, that I longed to get rid of. This is how I began to plan to kill him, and rid myself of his eye forever.
For seven nights, I would slowly, very slowly, come into the old man's room and watch him sleep, and I would try to get to see the old man's eye, yet it would never opn, so it was hard to do my work.
Then after looking at his eye the eighth night, I lost it and I pulled a heavy mattress over the old man, which ended up in him dieing, and I was satisfied, for the eye would bother me no more.
I took very careful precautions in the disposing of the old man. I cut up his body parts, and hid them underneath the floorboards of his chamber.
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