Victim's Poit of view

The Tell-Tale Heart Challenge
Today's Wordly Wise Wednesday challenge is to create an account of the murder from the point of view of a murder victim, suspect, police, or witness based on the details from "The Tell-Tale Heart" by Edgar Allan Poe.


The Victim's point of view.


     One night, of pure darkness, pitch dark and alone, The old man prepared for bed. Clad in warm blankets his eyes quickly fluttered shut as he rested. But his rest was disturbed by a chuckle he heard in his room that electrrified him and left him scared and shaking. Relax it's nothing but the wind in the chimney, or a mouse crossing the floor, or merely a cricket that has made a single chirp.  But inside he knew it was much more than that. And despite that frightening chuckle heard in his pitch black room, he only turned on his bed gingerly. Waiting and listening for what would happen next.
     Then the swish of a persons thumb slipping upon the tin fastening of a lantern from a cursory movement, made him sit up in his bed, "Who's there?" And then he finally derived who it was, it was the same person coming into his room every night for the previous seven days. And even though the old man never insulted or wronged him there he was in his room for the eighth time in a row. He imagined his cold, grimace on his serious face as he scanned the room in a cursory.
     Still electrified by what was happening in the pure darkness of his room he stayed sitting up. Unfortunetly his surmise was corroborated when his eye was clad in a lantern light  His heart was pounding, his eye was wide opened, and his mouth was dry with dehydration. Then the lantern flew opened, a loud yell followed piercing his soul like a knife. He was hit and dragged onto the floor. And the last thing he saw, the smile upon his gruesome and his abrasive face swallowed me in complete fear and frusation even before the matress did. The old man's endeavor was a complete failure compared to the murderer. His heart beat grew louder and louder. Until he finally succumbed. His heart was pounding, his eyes wide opened, and his mouth was dry with dehydration. 


                                                                  -Paola C. Rivera