In the first part of the poem, the man was being happy with the old man and he didnt have a problem with him, just a problem with his eye. Maybe he had inside feelings for the man and he didnt want to harm him. But then the eye came to bother him. So when it did bother him untill he couldnt take it no more, the irritated man decided to watch over the man when he was asleep and get the eye. But he couldnt do that because the mans eye was closed, so the crazed man couldnt get it. Later on he chuckled and the old man had heard it and he jumped up and said "Whos there?", but it really didnt matter because the mans room was pitch-black. But when he heard the old man he decided to try it the next day, and that he did. So tomorrow has came and they have done their daily routine and the night strikes, and yet again the crazed man was going to go for the eye, and flashed the lantern on the old mans eye and startled the old man. And when his eye opened, he jumed to the old man and then he suffoctaed him and when he knew the old man was dead, he chopped him up and put him under the floorboards. And after completing that vicious task, I decided to knock on the door because I heard every shriek and squeal. So I called the cops. The cops came and they were talking to him asking what was the problem, and the man said nothing, then he said he could hear the mans heartbeat under the floorboards and he freaked. He thought the cops were mocking him but they didnt hear anything. So then he basically told on himself by talking the old mans carcass out of the floorboards. When they arrested him, they made him stand there and tell the neighbors (including I) the story about what had happened. And now there he lies in the insane asylum.
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