I'm not crazy, I feel bad and will even tell you the whole story.
The neighbors heard the old man scream and reported it. 3 police officers came and suspected foul play. I told them that the shreick was me waking from a bad dream, and the old man was out of town. I took them all along the house and then encouraged them to rest.
I don't remember when I first got the idea,but I always felt his blue vulture eyes watching me.
Every night I would sneak into his room to see if his vulture eyes were open and they were not,until one night his eye was open. He heard me and shrieked. I threw the bed on him until he stopped moving.
I'm not crazy someone wouldn't crazy wouldn't put so much caution into hiding the body. I dismembered him and hid him in the floorboards of his own room.
I heard a THUMP THUMP THUMP, like the sound of heart. Then I heard the officers talking and laughing they knew what I did. " I DID IT!!" I screamed "THE OLD MAN IS UNDER THE FLOORBOARDS!" They found the old man and I was taken away. See i'm not crazy right? RIGHT!?