My boyfriend wrote this for a school-type-thingy. Show him some love peeps. =)
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As I have told you before, I am not insane. In fact I would say I did the world a favor, I have rid them of that horrible eye. I never wished this to become of the old man but, to stop myself from going insane I had to get rid of the eye.
When I showd the police the dead body, they were shocked with horror. I didn't know if they were terrified of the eye or I gazed upon what I did, I was horrified of myself but, pleaed with my work. They told me that I must come with them, so without a fight I left with them.
When we arrived at our destination they put me in a small, dim room, where the only source of light was a candle on a table, and the walls were as close as an arms reach away from me. For a while I sat, thinking about what they wanted and if they thought I was insane. Bothe question troubled me.
Affter a while a man came in and said that h was going to ask me some questions. The most important questions stood out to me. 'Did you do it?' 'Why did you do it?' 'Was it the right thing to do?'
" Yes, I did it. I did it because of his eye, and yes I do feel that is was the right thing to do. " I told him. " If I didn't do what I did it would have driven me and the rest of us insane. " Without any further questions he left the room.
Thinking to myself I probably was insne, and the reason I heard the heart was because I had regained my sanity. I was supposed to show the police, and that means all of this was supposed to happen to me.
The man walked back in and said: " You are to be hanged in the morning. "
So It was me who was supposed to die.
I truley was insane.