There was once an old man who lived with a younger man. The young man loved the older man, as if he was his grandfather.
There was something about the old man that angered the younger man, and that would be his eye. Every time the young man saw the eye, he felt chills down his spine.
Then one night, a horrible thought crept it's way into the young mans head. He wanted to kill the older man. This way, he could rid himself of the evil eye forever.
For seven nights, at exactly midnight, the younger man would creep into the older mans room. He watched him sleep, but never attacked. On the eighth night, the younger man awoke the older man. He saw the eye, the very thing that he hated. The younger man attacked, and flung the old mans bed on top of him, suffocating him.
After the younger man had killed the old man, he chopped him up and put him under the wooden floor boards. Soon after, two policemen showed up, in regards to a shriek a neighbor heard. The young man was very smooth, and told them it was just him, from having a nightmare. He was so bold, that when he invited them to stand and chat with him, he stood in the exact place where the old man was hidden.
Eventually, the younger boy's conscious caught up to him. He began to hear the old man's heart beat, taunting him, reminding him of what he had done. He finally confessed that he had killed the old man and showed them the body.