The Tell-Tale Heart By Edagar Allen Poe
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True!- nervous-very, verydreadfullynervous I hadbeen and am
whenever it fell upon me, my blood rancold. I have to killhim! for my ownsake!
seriously...JUST OPEN YOUR EYE!
This is when the narrator is beginning the storyabout how he murdered an old man. He is prisonbecause he was found guilty. This is him telling hisstory.
DIE! BEGONE EVILEYE!!
One of his eyes resembled that of a vulture-a pale blue eye with a film over it. I made up my mind to take thelife of the old man and thus rid myself of the eyeforever.
where is myneighbour?!
we have had anenquiry that the old man was hurt lastnight... do you know what happened?
WHAT IS THATNOISE!?...
Every night, just at midnight but I found the eyealways closed; and so it was impossible to do thework.
*sigh* Howeverhis heart began tobeat, and it gotlouder until I hadto admit by deed.
This however, did not vex me; it would not be heardthrough the wall. At length it ceased. The old man was dead.
A shriek had been heard by a neighbour during thenight; suspicion of foul play had been aroused andthe police were called. I smiled- for what was I tofear?
"Villain's" I shrieked, "dissemble no more! I admit the deed! -tear up the planks!-here, here!-it is thebeating of his hideous heart!"