Tell Tale Heart

This story was full of confusion.  For me, it didn't make a whole lot of sense at times, but it kept the reader guessing, and it left a lot up to you to figure out on your own.  I noticed a contradiction in the story.  At the beginning he admits that he is very nervous, but then through the ending of the story he wonders about his insanity.  The narrator calls himself a calm man.  That is his defense to insanity.  He is to calm to be mad. This turns out to be a contradiction, because at the end he kills the man because of a constant heartbeat.  The constant noise cracked him, and the so called calm man was seen as a lunatic after this.  In the story there is affection shown from the narrator to the old man, but he still ends up (in my opinion) killing him.  The story shows the difference between the old man, and his evil eye.  This falls in line with some Edgar Allen Poe biography's I read.  They say that he likes to use a mysterious, and unreliable narrator.  The narrator from Tell Tale Heart was absolutely unreliable, insane, and showed only his point of view.

Short Story

It was a saturday morning in the neighboorhood.  The weather was perfect, and the sun was shining bright.  Every kid sitting on those steps knew it was one of the most rewarding saturdays of the year.  It was the first day of summer vacation.  Before noon everyone was already outside, in shorts, flip flops, tank-tops, whatever.  It was summer, and by looking at all of us, anyone could see this.

We weren't bored, but we weren't doing anything.  Just sitting on the steps of Tony's apartment.  Are group spent lots of days on these steps, not bored, but just hanging out.  After about an hour of not doing much someone said...  "baseball?"  We all agreed, and headed down the block to play a game.  It was going good, everyone was enjoying themselves, and then my brother Charlie hit a bomb.  It went over the fence and smashed the glass of our neighboors window.  This is the typical neighboor that all the kids hate.  The type of guy that would give you a toothbrush on haloween.  The same guy who has called police for us playing in the street in front of him.  We were already sure he would be calling the fuzz, so we left quickly, and as we were leaving we saw him starting to chase after us.  We ran back to Tony's steps, scared of this angry King Kong sized man, and just waited, back in the same position we were... To be continued