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I was never kind to the old man. I hate his evil eye!
Everyday at midnight i would go into his bedroom and stare at him. On the 8th night i made a noise with the lantern and woke him up. I never heard him go back to sleep so i just waited. And the i finally killed him. I ripped all his limbs apart and stuffed him under the floor boards.
I start hearing his heart and he presently heard a slight groan, and he knew it was the groan of mortal terror. he felt that he must scream or die -and now - again - harder louder louder louder! then he told them where his body parts were and confessed that he killed him.
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