It was a couple of years ago when I noticed his eye. I heard many thing from heaven and especially hell. But nothing was as bad as the mans eye. It haunted me day and night and I knew I had to kill the old man to rid of the eye forever!
I was his caretaker and I always thought he was a good man. I had no desire for his gold and I loved him like a brother. There was one thing that was wrong though and it was his eye. It haunted me day and night and I knew I must rid of it forever.
I stalked the man for a whole week without him even knowing. Every night at midnight I watched him sleep as I planned out how I was gonna kill him and rid of the eye. I took great precaution every night as I watched him. I took a whole hour just to put my head in the door and every time I heard any movement of any sort I held still. After hearing the great precautions that I took, how can you still say that I am mad? For the disease only sharpened my senses.
Finally on the eighth night the old mans eye was open and I jumped at him, threw the bed over him and killed him. I could not believe the deed had finally been completed. I the checked for a pulse and there was nothing. I had finally killed the man.
I then began to cut up the body in the bath tub so I could wash away the blood and cut the body up into pieces for disposal. I had finally disposed and hidden the body under his wood flooring when I heard two cops knock on the door. I told them that the old man was out of the country and that the scream was mine bacause I had bad dream. And then I invited them inside.