The Tell-Tale Heart
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- That eye, I really hope it doesn't look at me.
- He looks very peaceful.
- I loved the old man like he was my own father.
- There must be someone in here.
- I took care of him. But, there was something, perhaps his eye, which frightened me to the core.
- Ahhhhh.
- Every night, I would stealthily go into his room and watch him sleep. And every night, I would open my lamp so that it would shine upon his eye.
- On the eighth night, as I was about to open the lamp, my finger slipped and woke the old man.
- I waited for an hour, until I opened the lamp and saw the eye. I had to act. The old man screamed once, and I pulled the blanket over him.
- Once the heart stopped beating, I checked the body. He was dead. First I dismembered the old man, for easy concealment.
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