It was a nice and beautiful sunny day today. The old man, as usual, would go out and water the plants and would meander around his garden for no actual purpose. Every day the man that lives across the street would greet him in a congenial manner. His deportment seemed off and a bit odd. The expression on his face looks like he doesn’t really care and is trying to hide something and put up a brave and happy facade. I continued on with my day and read newspapers all day.

The old man didn’t do much, just sitting on his sofa reading a newspaper. After dinner, he read a book and went to bed. I didn’t like sleeping early, I just watched stayed up all night reading a very interesting book. While reading I heard a loud and horrifying scream, it sounded like the old man. What happened? Did he fall? Is he being attacked? I have no clue, but I have a feeling it was that man. After I heard the scream I immediately called the police. Shortly after the police arrived, I told them about the man. I looked out my window and in the old man’s house, I saw him.

The police confronted him and they were about to leave, but then he had a conversation with them.  I fell asleep for some time and woke up in the morning. Later while reading the newspaper I saw the man’s face on there. It read “ Insane man killed an elderly man at night and admits it”. I knew that man couldn’t be trusted and that he was suspicious.