The Tell -Tale Heart Shyla Rosales Mr. Smith CP English 5-6 25 October 2018
"He had the eye of a vulture--a pale blue eye, with a film over it.Whenever it fell upon me,my blood ran cold;and so by degrees--very gradually I made my mind to take the life of the old man, and thus rid of myself forever."
"Now you may think that i drew back--but no. His room was as black pitch with the thick darkness, (for the shutters were close fastened , through fear of robbers. And so I could not see the opening of the door , And i kept pushing it on steadily, steadily."
"I had my head in,and was about to open the lantern,when my thumb slipped upon the tin fastening, and the old man sprang up in the bed, crying out--"who's there?"
" But the beating grew louder, louder!I thought the heart must burst. And now a new anxiety seized me-- the sound would be heard by a neighbor!The old man's hour has come! with a loud yell, i threw open the lantern and leaped into the room.he shrieked once--once only.''
"in an instant i dragged him to the floor,and pulled the heavy bed over him. i then smiled gaily, to find the deed so far done. But, for many minutes,the heart beat on with a muffled sound. this, however, did not vex me; it would not be heard through the wall..at length is ceased. the old man was dead.i removed the bed and examined the corpse.yes, he was stone, stone dead. i placed my hand upon the heart and held it there for many minutes. there was no pulsation. he was stone dead. his eve would trouble me no more."