Once i saw the old man eye i knew i had to do something about it i never want to see that vulture pale blue eye with a film over it.
Now that i am in i can do something about his eye but his eye was always closed during his sleep i have to think another way to do something to his eye.
It was the eighteen night and i was going in the room when my finger slipped and the old man sprang up from bed and shouted whos there.I kept quite still and said nothing for a whole hour i didnt hear him lay back down in bed listening just as i have done night after night.
With a loud yell, i threw open the lantern and leaped into the room.I then smilled gaily,to find the dragged him to the floor,and pulled the heavy bed over him.I then smiled gaily, to find the deed so far done.He screamed so loud that the sound would be heard by the neighbor.
A shriek had been heard by a neighbor during the night suspicion of foul play had been aroused,information had been lodged at the police office.I smiled for what i had i to fear,The old man I mentioned was absent in the country.
Anything was more tolerbale than this derision,i could bear those hypoctritical smiles no longer i felt that i must scream or die and now again hark louder louder louder LOUDER villians. i couldnt take anymore i did it i killed the old man.