I knew he loved me, I never even hated him, but I hate his eyes! those vulture eyes!
I planned everything, from how will I get into his room without waking him up to the part where I am already cutting his body part into pieces.
and the night came, I quietly went inside his room and started my plan. I'm confident no one will heard us. No one will know what will happen tonight.
I enjoyed cutting his body part into pieces, oh, I felt bad for this old man. Of course, my plan is successful! His eyes won't bother anymore. then suddenly I heard someone knocking at the door.
I opened the and to my surprise, it was the police officers! but why should I be afraid? I did my plan well, no one will notice it. So I welcome them to my house and I even led them into the old man's room. I brought a chair and I sit exactly where I put the old man's body.
but suddenly I heard something ringing in my ears, but this is not from me, is it perhaps, from the old man's body? Is he still alive? The noise grew louder and louder! The officers smiled. Oh my god! They suspected, they knew! and I can't take it anymore...
Villains! dissemble no more! I admit the deed! --tear up the planks! here, here! --It is the beating of his hideous heart!