Here it is. The first night of sneaking into the old man's bedroom and spying on him. He will never know. If he wakes up and asks, i'll just tell him I was checking on him because that's a nice thing to do!
The fourth night.
*The evil eye*
Night two of watching. I am starting to enjoy this.
The fifth night.
He is never going to do I know I do this every night. Once again it is 12:00 a.m. the time I go in each night.
The sixth and final night.
As I creep into the old man's bedroom on this lovely night, I heard a noise. Uh oh, I thought to myself. The old man got up, I didn't see anyone until all of a sudden, I shine my lantern to the corner and see an eye, a terrifying evil eye.
I can't bear to see that eye one more time. It is too scary. The old man has never done anything to but that eye, it is a murder eye. I just have to do this. I have to get rid of it. I take the old man and put him in a room and start to suffocate him with a pillow.
please don't do this. Stop. stop.
Be quiet right now. You're done with.
I take the old man down to the basement after I kill him and start tearing up his body. I start with his head and make my way down his entire body. As I have each piece I stuff them into the floor boards. No one will ever find these here, I thought. I just had to do this.