I was always in love with the ocean. The way that it made me calm and relaxed. For some people, that never changes. But that changed for me. I decided to send this note by the same way that I committed my first murder.All my life I have always been in love. When I met this man named Hugo, nothing was the same. I really wanted to be his. But one thing was in the way of my plan: that little boy. So I had to find a way of getting rid of him. My only idea was to drown him. Then I could have him. I was very foolish. He knew what I did to the poor boy. For the longest time, I felt rejected. This is how I knew that I had to change my pain of place. First I had to find my victims. One day in the newspaper I found my victims. Each has committed a crime and was probably feeling guilty. My plan was to surround myself with guilty people. Finally, I chose a nursery rhyme to accompany my little crime.
The first one to die was Lombard; he reminded me of Hugo. I could not stand him! He flirted with me a couple of times. I did not like that so I decided to make him the first death. The way that I killed him was easy. The menu for supper was soup when no one was watching I put some chicken bones hoping that he will choke on them. To my huge surprise, he was dead!
The second one to die was Ms Brent. She annoyed me with her lectures about life and all of it was getting on my nerves. After the last incident, she was feeling sleepy and wanted someone to accompany her up the stairs. I was the person she chose. Once at her room, I decided to push her onto the bed and suffocate her with the pillow.
At the time the guests were starting to be suspicious. I liked that feeling it was quite amusing. The only one that was as amused as me was my next victim Anthony Marston. He wanted to stay there and to find the murderer he stated that if everyone died he would not mind living in the house. As soon I heard that I wanted him gone. I wanted terror; not the contrary! He was destroying the atmosphere. When Anthony was in his room on his balcony. I sneaked in and when the moment he expected least I pushed him off. He was dead on the ground. The plan was perfect.
I took a walk outside and found two sticks. That's when I got the idea for my next murder. I saw Blore and Armstrong. They were helping each other find who killed all of the guests.And I did not like the idea of an alliance between my victims. I ran to the kitchen hoping to find a knife. While Blore was alone in the reading room I went up behind him. When I got the chance, I put two sticks in his eyeballs. He was screaming it did not last long enough to alert all the guests because the knife was already in his heart. I was almost caught by Armstrong who ran downstairs just to find Blore dead.
The next morning, I was knitting while Armstrong and I were talking about Blore's death and who was responsible for it. Then I stood up Armstrong looked at me confused and then used one of my knitting needles and stabbed him in the neck. The death was sudden and quick that he probably didn't see it coming.
Mrs Rodgers was a good cook. But she always seemed nervous. I never liked nervous people. It was getting annoying. I got the Idea of a horrific scene for her murder. I placed the chairs in the dining room like in a courtroom. When she was preparing dinner, I used a knife and stabbed her in the heart. Then placed her in a chair that was for the accused. For the prosecutor, I used Lombard's dead body, and the defendant was Anthony's body. The chairs that were for the jury were occupied by Armstrong and Blore. The judge is still alive so I just left the seat unoccupied. When everyone arrived they expected a good meal, not that horrible surprise!
The next day, M Rodgers was less stressed. I thought that It would have a connection with the death of his wife. I took a walk along the shore to relax. You never know what you can find close to the water. Today I found a dead fish. A horrible thought crossed my head, and I did it. I went to the kitchen with the dead fish and prepared like if it was a fresh fish. Served to the butler he did not hesitate to eat it. Later I the judge found him dead in the kitchen.
After all that, General MacArthur was feeling very sleepy. When he was heading to his room from the living room. He tripped by accident on the bear carpet and hit his head on the floor. He was now unconscious, and I stabbed him multiple times with my pocket knife. There were only one more to go.
Finally, the end was going to arrive soon for Justice Wargrave he told me that he knew it was me all along. We sat down and when the time was right I took a match and light it and burned the judge's clothes.That method of killing was very effective but painful.
As for me, I'm no longer on Indian island. No one of the outside worlds has a clue of what happened on that island.The pain that I thought would change didn't. I am officially the guiltiest person in the world.I Discovered that I will always feel guilty no matter what I do. I will now hang myself to get rid of all the pain; forever.
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And Then There Were None alternate ending (WARNING SPOILERS!!!!)
FanfictionIf you have not read Agatha Christie's And Then There Were None and do not want the spoilers DO NOT READ THIS!!!! This was made in my English class.