tell tale heart
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- You think im mad? look how calm i can tell you the story
- The old man’s eye was like a vulture’s. It was pale blue with a thick film over it. I made up my mind to kill the old man even though he did nothing wrong.
- For a week I was very careful. Every night at midnight, I would slowly open the old man’s bedroom door to peek upon the eye, but it was always closed.
- “Who’s there?”
- On the eighth night, I slowly opened the door and my finger slipped on the lantern. The old man cried out
- I didn’t move for an hour. I knew the old man was wondering what had made the sound. I slowly opened the door again.
- The eye was open and staring straight at me. It chilled my bones. I could hear the old man’s heart thumping.
- The time had come. I threw the bed over him and he was stone dead. His eye would not bother me anymore.
- You would not think I’m crazy because I concealed the body so well. There was no trace of the old man behind a box.
- Neighbors heard yelling and called the police. I was perfectly calm when they arrived, and I invited them in for tea. I sat on the very floor above the dead body. After searching the house and finding nothing wrong, the officers decided to sit and chat
- wasn’t feeling good. My head ached from the noise. The noise got louder and louder.I couldn’t stand it anymore! I told them, “I admit the deed! Here! Here! It is the beating of his hideous heart!”
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