I am not crazy. The old man's eye made my blood turn cold every time he looked at me. I then made up my mind to take the old man's life.
Every single day of that week I was very kind to him before the murder, so him and his evil eye wouldn't suspect a thing and ruin my plan.
Lovely weather outside huh!
Every night at midnight for 7 nights I would watch the old man in his sleep. I would wait to see the nasty eye open, but it never did.
On the eighth night he awoke and then I knew it was time. I threw him onto the ground and threw the heavy bed over him, screaming. After that I could hear his heartbeat slowly fade into nothing.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
I dragged him into the bathtub and decapitated him. I then cut off his arms and hands and put him into a bag. I hid him under the wooden floor in his room. None would ever be able to find him now!
3 police officers came in at 4:00 in the morning. Someone heard the old man scream. While we were talking, I heard the old man's heart beating again. It grew louder, louder. The men knew it too, they were just mocking me. I couldn't take it anymore.
I can't take it anymore! I committed the crime! It was me!