Listen to how calmy and healthify, I can tell you the whole story.
I didn't hate the old man. In fact, I loved him but, he had the eye of a vulture. It made my blood ran out every time I saw it. so, I planned to rid myself of the eye forever.
On the eighth night, I slowly stuck my head out the door only to wake him up.
I dragged him to the floor, pulled the heavy bed over his head and killed him.
later that day, three officers show up and my door telling me that they have been sent to check my house. Of course, I let them in because what did I have to fear?! I ready clean up the body and put it under the floorboards. So, there was no way they could find out!
I heard it! I swear I did! I couldn't believe that the officers didn't hear his heart but I soon figured out that they knew! they were just sticking around to make a mockery of me. I couldn't take that anymore and admitted to the deed! I told them that it was the beating of his hideous heart.