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She comes to my house everyday to give me these pills. I swear the woman is killing me slowly with these strange pills. She wants to take my money. I am a very wealthy young man. She tells me I have dementia and that i'm 85, that is ridiculous I am perfectly young and healthy. She makes me nervous.
I lived in a nice big house in the city. My son says it's a shack, but he is very rude. He is just jealous of my wealth. I have a nice house and a beautiful wife that works all the time.
I came behind this strange woman and stabbed her, she fell instantly. There was blood on the walls. I drug her outside and started digging a hole. I buried her under my oak tree. Then I went to clean the walls.
It is dinner time and i'm eating with my son. He is big for a 10 year old. He was telling me about his wife and kids. Kids have big imaginations I guess. He kept going on about how his sister hasn't been around for a while. He is our only child. He tries to call his "sister". Then we hear a phone ringing in the hallway.
We went to see what the sound was and what my son found shocked him. He asked if this "sister" has been taking care of me everyday and I told him it has just been me, him, and his mom. His imagination is getting a little out of hand.
We found this phone with blood all over it. My son's jaw dropped. My son claims it is his sisters and that something bad must have happened to her. I told him to stop talking about his sister because she doesn't exist.
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