i rushed into the room,crying,"die! die! the old man gave a loud cry of fear
i fell upon him and held the becovers tightly over his head..i smile as i felt that sucess was near ...
the old man was dead i took away the bedcovers and put my head into his heart dead as stone
first i cut off the head then the arms and the legs is was careful.... i pulled up three of the boards that formed floor and put thr pieces of bofy there
as i finished this work someone was at the door four o'clock three mwn were at the door three officers of the police........one of the neighbors had heard the old man cry
the cry i said was my own,in a dream the old man i said was away he had gone visit a friend in the country
i took them the whole house i led them to the old man's bedroom... i soon wished that they would go
i must have become quite white....louder it become louder.i stood up and walked quickly
"YES! YES! i killed him.pull up the boards and you shall see! i killed him. but why does his heart not stop beating WHY DOES IT NOT STOP?!