Edgar Allen Poe Story

Edgar Allen Poe Story
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  • The Night of Conjuring
  • No longer will that vulture eye keep me up at night. No longer..
  • Night One through Seven
  • There was something about the old man that I couldn't stand, something that made my blood run cold. It was his eye, the eye that resembled one of a vulture.
  • The Eighth Night
  • Who's there?
  • Every night, for seven days, I went to the old man's chambers very stealthily.
  • *thump thump, thump thump.*
  • *groan*
  • End
  • Every night at midnight for that week I opened his door and opened a small sliver of the lantern to rest upon his evil eye. Every night, the eye was closed, and I could not kill him, for it was only the eye that vexed me. 
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  • On the eighth night, I felt more powerful than the past week and even when the old man awoke, I stayed and opened the lantern slowly. The vulture eye was open and the anger I sought towards it grew inside me. 
  • Also, in doing this, he knew someone was in the room with him. Then, he let out a true groan of terror and his heartbeat grew louder and louder. I feared someone would hear him.
  • I killed him that night. I dismembered his body and put the parts underneath the floorboards. There was no mess for the tub had caught it all. I heard the officers coming around to my doorsteps and sat in bliss for the eye was gone. What was I to fear?
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