by Clara (4^aF)

3^rd September 1910

This morning I woke up early. I did my lunch with my friend John and then I passed my afternon reading sono books. I didn’t have dinner because I had eaten so much at lunch and, at about 9 p.m., I went utside fr a walk. And, in that moment, I saw him. I saw his eyes. And I was so terrified that I came back home running...

4^th September 1910

My obsession for his eyes is becoming stronger and stronger. Also today, after a very usual day, I went outside at 9 p.m. just to see his eyes. Those blue eyes. I hate them! I want to destroy them! I can’t stand them anymore!!!

I was in the room with the blue eyes. I wanted t kill them, but I couldn’t do it. That’s because I saw only the old man. He was sleeping, his eyes were closed so I didn’t see them

5^th September 1910

Now is 1 a.m. Just an hour ago I was outside. I was in the room with the blue eyes. I wanted t kill them, but I couldn’t do it. That’s because I saw only the old man. He was sleeping, his eyes were closed so I didn’t see them. I’ll try again tomorrow.

13^th September 1910

Seven nights. Fr seven nights the same thing. The eyes closed. But this night was different. Completaly different. When I came to the old man’s house I did some noises, so he woke up and sit on his bed. At that moment I saw them. The blue eyes. So I killed him. I felt completaly calm. Then I cut and hide his body and I cleaned all the blood which was on the floor.
Then the problem arrived: police arrived. They sit on some chairs and they started chatting. At that moment I heard it. The beat of the heart. It was the old man heart. And it beat. Louder and louder. I couldn’t stan it anymore so I screamed all the truth. And now, I’m here...