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The Worst Crime Ever

A myth submitted to the site by Ashley

Fall River MA, Bristol County, Massachutsetts, United States

There once lived a woman called Lizzie Borden. She had a step-mother, father and herself. She really exceptionally hated her mother! Every time she called her down for dinner she would say, "NO, ITS FULL OF POISON, PLUS, YOU TOUCHED IT!!!" She really hated company but she did like her dad a little bit. When she was little, she always wanted to study academic chemistry but now she was grown up, she wanted to be a law breaker.

One day, her father went to work and her mother was at home, trying to entertain a beautiful, smart, neat woman, who was sitting cross legged on the sofa. Lizzie's eyes were fixed on the guest's face and she examined it closely before she went back up the long stairs to make notes of what she saw. Abby (Lizzie's step-mother) was a very kind and funny woman, who loved having guests. Since her husband Andrew was always at parties and working, she always had to stay behind and find some company. Abby didn't do a thing wrong to Lizzie, but ever since Lizzie was 4 years old and her mother died, she never got used to the new mother her father got for her.

Lizzie heard Abby say goodbye to the lovely pretty guest and as she heard the door shut, she clenched her fist, really tight. She began breathing very hard and as she climbed the stairs up to her room a sweet voice came from behind the door and out popped the young lady. "Yes your wonder...." Before the lady could finish her speech, Lizzie had already plunged a knife she found lying on her table into the woman's belly and brushed her hands in satisfaction, "Well that was simple!" she whispered to herself with a grim look. She licked the blood off the knife (not caring what was flowing through her victims DNA) and kicked the young lady aside, so the body was not in her way.

The next morning as Lizzie was picking up her donkey's droppings, she hatched a horrid plan. A plan no-one would ever think of. She quickly ran up the stairs to the attic near her room and as she opened the cupboard and picked up an axe, she sang, "Lizzie Borden took an axe, gave her mother 40 whacks, when she saw what she had done, she gave his father 41." She smiled a grim smile to herself and as she heard her mother's footsteps on the stairs, she slid the axe under her bed and pretended to sleep.
"Lizzie I... oh your asleep are you?" Abby, mistakenly thinking that Lizzie was asleep turned around to lay the table, but as she turned her back... Whack, Whack, Whack! Her step- mother was down, blood dying the white carpet a new colour and skull shattered into a puzzle.

Suddenly the door creaked open. Andrew was back home. Lizzie went downstairs with an axe. She was heading for her father. Walking in bare foot, a sound couldn't be heard. As she saw her father comfortably stretched across the sofa, she held the axe tight and the suddenly, Bash, Bash, Bash. Andrew's head was misshaped. An unidentified face forever. The next day, Lizzie died, but her ghost was still alive. There happened to be a boy that time who listened to her song as she sang it. He passed it on to the world and if you ever go to the house with cobwebs over it, you will be sure to here the song. But beware of her axe!

By Ashley
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