I loved the old man, but his vulture eye.It made me my blood run cold .I had to do something about it.
every night i looked at he old man for seven nights tomorrow will be the eighth day. thats when i will strike
on the eighth night i sneaked into old mans room. i scared him by chuckling then he was scared and i struck.
He was dead.................
i dismembered the corpse. then hid him in the floor boards for no one to find. there was no mess and no one would ever find him.
the cops came to the door saying there is some odd stuff going on tonight and just asked to talk. i acted normal so no one would suspect me. they asked where the old man was and i said vacationing. then i went up the room
where i killed the old man than sat my chiar of the spo where the old man a was under the floor boards........
i heard the heart pulsing over and over and over again, i was driving me crazing. then the guilt over threw me and i confessed to murdering the old man..........................