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| This story has been told over and over in my town (Harrison, Arkansas.) Here goes... There were two roommates (yes, I know, another college story), Sarah and Megan. Sarah was the theatrical type and loved acting. She was in all the town's plays. Megan was more of a book person, she loved to read and her studies were her first priority. Anyway, there was a huge play called "Oh, Susanna" that Sarah was in, and it was coming up on Saturday... so every chance that Sarah got, she would practice in the park (that's where she got her inspiration) for hours. Every time, she would beg Megan to go with her, but Megan would stay in the dorm and read. Well, on Saturday Sarah was a hit. Being the star, she was detained after the play, and got home really late. As she entered, she heard her roommate's rocking chair squeaking in the corner, but couldn't see it, not all the lights were on. Must be waiting for me, Sarah thought. Putting her stuff away, she went back into the main room. From the corner came a voice. It sounded rather husky, but that wasn't what agitated Sarah. "Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me..." came the voice. "Stop it Megan! Don't give me that crap, okay?" said Sarah. "Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me..." "Stop!" Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me..." "Stop it! I mean it, Meg!" "Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me..." "Stop!!!!! That's it!!!!" Sarah screamed as she flicked on the room's lights. Sarah gawked in horror at the sight. Her roommate's body was in the rocking chair, but her head wasn't, her head was on the wall, kept there by a butcher knife. From behind the rocking chair she could hear laughter – maniacal laughter. "Who's there? Who are you????" From behind the rocking chair jumped a man, later found out to be the butcher that escaped from the sanitarium in the next town. All the time he was cutting Sarah, he was singing, over and over, "Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me... I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee." Pinning Sarah to the wall next to her roommate's head, he screamed, "Now, Susanna, don't you cry for me!!!!" . . . There are many variations to this story, one even where Sarah escaped and got the police. This story is based on fact, though. Two college roomates were murdered by a person who had escaped from the local jail.
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