Just an Eye

I’m taking care of a old man who has an evil, hunting blue eye that bothers me, since I work for him. I’ve gone to his room at midnight for the past 7 days to see if he evil hunting eye was open or if he was asleep.  Every night I open the door gingerly to see if he was awake. Today, the eighth day I step in the room again and I see that the old man had his eyes open and he was awake. “Who’s there?” the old man cried, and he said it once more with a grimace expression on his face. I stayed still without moving a single muscle. I was scared, I felt nervous, my mouth dehydrated and my throat started to itch. I check my inventory, its all there to help me kill the old man.

I couldn’t take it anymore, I ran to the old man grabbed the mattress in a cursory manner, and I clad him with his bed really hard against him, he made some screaming noises, but after a while he was dead. I went to a room, chamber under the old man’s house to hide the body somewhere around. I grabbed a lantern and I electrified it with some cables to see the room better because it was pitch black. Looking at the old man’s corpse made me feel gruesome.  I tear 3 planks from the floor and I place the old man carefully on the floor. There is no blood, or any proof that the old man is done, I did this very precisely, and police couldn’t corroborate that the old man was dead.

I climbed up the stairs and sat on the living room and then the doorbell rang. I opened the door and two cops showed up. I knew that the neighbors had called them. I take them to the chamber as I showed them all around the house and I give them two chairs so they can sit down and I pull up a chair for me in the exact same place as I hid the body. I told them the old man was out of the country and then they went to the other room to talk about what had happened. The police couldn’t surmise the murder because there was no evidence. I could swear I heard them simulating what I had said but in a childish manner. I endeavored to try to not feel guilty, but I couldn’t take it. I succumbed to my feeling and I blurted out to the cops everything that had happened. I derived great satisfaction after I told them. The spot in the floor where the old man had an abrasion so the police found the body easly and they took me to jail. My life was over; I’m going to rot in jail. But at least the old eye won’t bother any more.