PRESENTATION OUTLINE
Tall Tale Hearts By Edgar Allen Poe
It was a dark Monday night I was sleeping in my chamber quarters when I heard a noise. (ERRRR) it sounded like someone was in my chamber but I though to myself nobody could get in here it is completely safe. I sat up and looked around nobody was in there so I went back to bed.
It was the next day nothing came and attack me last night so I new it was probably just a rat running around my chamber. I was caring on with my day when I felt someone watching me, staring at me and my eye. My eye is weird because I am growing old and I can't see that well. While I was walking home I felt that same feeling as someone staring at me and my weird eye. I kept telling myself it is nothing your fine.
Time has passed since I have felt that staring feeling on Monday and Tuesday. It was Thursday and I felt that feeling again. I was sleeping in my bed when I heard the noise again but it was louder.(EERRR) I sprang up from my bed again to yet again see no one in my room. But this feeling felt different it felt like like the thing was getting closer to me. I sat up and waited....nothing.
The night has passed and I didn't sleep at all last night. Last night I grabbed the .12 gage shotgun from under my bed and kept it pointed at the door. So if someone was there the gun would scare them away. I now kept the gun from under my bed by my night stand so I could grab it if someone was in my chamber.
Even more time as passed since I heard the noise. So I stared to let my guard down when ever I hit the hay. I was so confident that no one was going to come into my chamber that I put the .12 gage back under my bed because I didn't need it. If someone did come into my chamber I would hide under my bed grab my .12 gage and shoot them.
It was the next night I fell asleep then all of a sudden someone comes screaming through my door. I see the person and I get up and start screaming too I tried to grab my shot gun but couldn't. While reaching for my shot gun the person grabs my heavy mattress and mattress frame and throws it on me. I can feel my bones breaking then all of a sudden I couldn't move. I couldn't touch anything, and I couldn't scream. I could only feel, see, and hear.
The next thing I remember is the intruder took a long knife and started cutting of my limbs off. I could feel the warm knife that was in his bag cut throw my flesh and bone. When he cut my legs off I could feel the blood pour out of the wounds. When he cut my arms off I could feel him break my arms and cut them off. The blood rushing out of them too. I could hear the blood dripping from the floor boards to the dirt under the floor boards. When he cut my head off I felt nothing. The man put all of my limbs under one of the floor boards and put a chair on top of the floor board.
The last I remembered before I went to heaven was the police arrived at my chamber. They said they heard a scream and they wanted to make sure everything was okay. I couldn't hear the man because he was far away but I heard the chair squeak as he sat on it. I felt my beat faster and faster and then I heard the man say I can't take this anymore I killed the man that lives here. His body in under my chair.
