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She swung the axe again and again and again. She didn't want to stop. But she had to. She had to finish the rest of the job.
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Her next victim was resting. He didn't see it coming. But she wished he had. She wished she could have seen the look on his face when he realized who it was. Who it was who murdered him. But she was too eager. So she didn't wait.
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Lizzie Borden walked into the living room and the first thing she did was scream. Her father. Her poor, poor father. "He didn't deserve it", she screamed. "Who would do this?!"
One of her closets friends and a helper of the house, Bridget, came running in. She couldn't believe it either. She hugged her best friend, but Lizzie pushed out of her arms and ran to her father, trying to revive him. Lizzie was the one to compose herself first. "Maggie, you have to go tell them. I would do it, but I can't bear leaving my father."
Hiccuping, Bridget nodded. "Of course, Miss Lizzie. I'll be in a hurry now." She rushed out of the house and towards the only doctor in town.
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"Lizzie Borden, you are hereby found guilty of the murders of Andrew and Abby Borden."
"No, you can't do this," she screamed. "I didn't kill them! I didn't! I didn't do it!" She fought off the guards. "Let me go! Get your filthy hands off of me!"
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Lizzie Borden was sent to a mental institution at the age of 25.
And slit her throat in her hospital room a year later.
