17 febbraio 2010 - 17:28

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by Giada (4aF)

4th October

I’m long my mind. What the hall is happening to me? And, above all, WHY is this happening to me? Everything I see reminds me of his eyes. Yes, his eyes. That old man is driving me crazy. I feel so nervous, so anxious! It’s like an obsession, I can’t find a way out. His eyes, my destruction. I can’t stand this situation no more. It has to stop.

 

6th October

This morning I had a nice conversation with him. He’s a lovely person, so likeable! But everytime I looked in his eyes, I had a strange impulse. And, during the night, that impulse takes shape in my mind. Last night I entered his room. He was sleeping, his volture eyes were closed. So, I just stared at him. He doesn’t eden realize chic feeling burns me inside.

As I did every night of this week, I entered his room and fixed him. I heard his heart beat so loud !

 

10th October

I’ve just done It. I killed the old man. As I did every night of this week, I entered his room and fixed him. I heard his heart beat so loud ! I felt the lord in my veins throbbing so fast, my anger was growing more and more every second! I was totally possessed by that instinct.. But there was still an obstacle. His closed eyes. I opened a little crevice in the lanter; instantly, he opened his eyes wide and I saw them so clearly! There was a light, his eyes shone and I west crazy. I draghe the old man to the floor and I pulled the bed over him. Then, I dismembered his body. I’ve just finished hiding the pieces.. Now, I feel better, his eyes will haunt me no more.

 

11th October

I can’t believe what has happened these days. And I can't believe at what I've just done. The sense of guilt was oppressing me, his heart was STILL beating, for me. I heard it so loud, even if, theoretically it was stone dead. I admitted the crime, and the police took me in jail. Now, far from the house where my madness became my ruin, everything will be better.