Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Lizzie Borden Part One "The Crime"

Lizzie Borden took an axe And gave her mother forty whacks. And when she saw what she had done, She gave her father forty-one. 

After reading everything i could find on Lizzie, i didn't see the quiet,kind, Bible school teacher she was made out to be. What i seen was a sociopath.She thought only of herself, and what she should have. Fancy dresses, jewels, hats, and whatever her heart desired. She was very angry over her fathers thriftiness. He refused to move into a better part of the town, a home that would represent the family's station in life. Her father refused to add electricity, and modern plumbing into their home. Not having a hot bath would kind of piss me off too! Lizzie, I am with you on that one! Lizzie had an inheritance from her biological mother, she squandered  away quick, and she began to steal. Even from her own father, who gave her quite a substantial allowance.Things began to get so bad, her father put locks on the bedroom doors.Lizzie even admitted to doing it, and felt she was entitled to whatever she wanted. Right before the murders,there were talks between the Mr and Mrs about the will being changed. Lizzie and her older sister Emma, disliked their step mother Abby. Abby was afraid if her husband died first, she would be left on the streets with nothing. Lizzie did not want to share the money, she knew belonged to her and her sister, so she had to come up with a plan!


Could such a sweet child be so devious, and able to commit a horrendous crime, on someone they loved? Ask George Anthony!


The day, the new will was to be signed, went all kinds of crazy! Step Mommy Abby was going upstairs to change the sheets, in the guest room. After she ordered  the maid, Bridgette to clean the windows on such a hot day. It was over a hundred degrees.Bridgette asked if she could do it another time, because she wasn't feeling well. She had been vomiting, and had a headache. Abby, said . " Today, they are filthy!" That was cruel.. Ever hear of Karma Abby? While changing the sheets, someone snuck up behind Abby, and gave her 19 blows with a hatchet, it wasn't an axe, but hatchet wouldn't rhyme with whack...what you gonna do? The attack was so violent, Abby's braid was whacked off, talk about a bad hair day! 


Two hours later Daddy is home early..yea! Bridgette hears him struggling with the lock, she goes to let him in and she hears a faint giggle from the top of the stairs, that sounds like Lizzie. Lizzie goes into the parlor to talk to Andrew and he says he is home early because he is not feeling well. Does the house have illness, or maybe someone poisoned them? Word on the street is, Lizzie was at the pharmacy the day before, trying to purchase prussic acid(hydrogen cyanide) from the local druggist Eli Bence, he refused to sell it to her. He better watch his back, don't wanna mess with that chick! Lizzie suggests daddy take a nap, before dinner. Little does he know, there wont be a place set at the table for him, because shortly after he falls asleep, he gets 11 whacks to the head, with a hatchet. It severs his left eyeball in half. Andrew will never wake up, and that is a good thing. If he did, he would have one hell of a headache, and he wouldn't be able to see straight!



Tomorrow: Gruesome Autopsies! *squeals*  !!!

5 comments:

  1. Wow!!! Love this story! You have a way of bringing it to real life. I can't wait for tomorrow!

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  2. Stephanie----I was completely enthralled. I love the research you did on this and you put it together so wonderfully. Cuz I know you do not copy and paste.

    Loved the bit about George Anthony! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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  3. Hurry up with Part 2. I cannot WAIT to read more!!!!

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  4. Stephanie, love this blog! Thank you for having me. :) Hugs! (Karen O'Lawdhavemercy from FB)

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  5. Thanks everyone. No copy and paste here. Just my crazy little mind..if i copied and pasted, i could throw facts at you, you could just Google. Plus it is stealing!

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