My housekeeper has been acting very
strange lately. Whenever I ask him to bring me something, he never falters,
even though his usual behavior is to amble off and fetch what I want, and amble
back into the room and deliver it, but lately in the past week he has tried
very hard to get something almost as soon as I ask for it. It seems like my housekeeper
and server finally realized his place in this grand house. He is the server and
I am the master. I don’t wish for it to be this way, and he will get a lot of
my money and possessions when I am deceased, but for now he seems content. Yet
I can’t help but feel wary, for though I can only see out of one eye and that
eyesight is fading, I keep catching him giving dirty looks to me. Particularly
my blind eye. He thinks I can’t see him, but I can. Perhaps it’s my
imagination. Yes, that must be it. He has dutifully served me for many years,
ever since I hired him 20 years ago, and never once has he shown any sign of
distrust to me. Ahh, the time is getting late. I should head off to bed.
It has been two weeks of this
strange behavior, and I can’t help but think he wants something out of me. He
has given me more glares and stares in the past week than in all of the years
he has been hired. I fear that he will do something rash, yet I can’t begin to
imagine what. Perhaps he is thinking of leaving me! I should plead with him,
beg him to tell me what the matter is, but it is late at night, and he has gone
to his quarters and lit up a lantern and fallen asleep. I shall ask him
tomorrow I assume.
This man is insane. How did I not
see it before? He was giving me strange glares because he thought m blind eye
could somehow see! How could I have been so ignorant? Now he I am, my soul trapped
in this house until he is brought to justice. But perhaps that may be never,
for he covered his crime so well. My housekeeper now owns the house, though he
doesn’t know it. I wish to be free, soaring the skies, free of all the trouble
I just went through. But I must bring him over the edge on insanity that he has
been teetering on for so long. I shall let him hear my heartbeat, still beating
though faint. I should focus all of my energy on my beating heart. Louder,
louder, louder. I will let myself rest and see what state he’s in. Perfect, he’s
almost gone. Louder, louder, louder! I hear mad footsteps, he’s jumping around
trying to drone it out. Suddenly I see light, lantern light, the same lantern I
woke up to. I feel light as a feather. As I leave this awful place and this
awful man behind, I snuff out his lantern. Let him know I was here. I am gone. I
am free!
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