Sunday, May 15, 2011

The Tell-Tale Heart Analysis

The Tell-Tale Heart is a classic story by Edgar Allan Poe. In this story the narrator is trying to prove that he is not a madman by calmly recalling of how he murdered an old man. But at the story we can not actually say that the narrator murdered the old man or was it just his imagination. The narrator could be confusing in court or is in a mental asylum. Throughout the story there is no clue to tell whether the narrator is a man or a woman. There is no clear clue to tell the relationship of the narrator and the man. The narrator murdered the old man because one of his eye resembles a vulture. Every time the narrator sees the eyes it makes his/her blood go cold. It seems that the narrator only wants to kill the old man when the eye is open. It took him eight nights to kill the man. For the first seven nights when he shone a light on the old man's eye it was close, but in the eighth night it was open.

When the narrator hears the beating of a heart, he/she thinks it belongs to the old man. To me this proves the narrator is mad. It is impossible to know for certain if the beating is a supernatural effect, his imagination, or an actual sound. One good guess is that he was hearing the sounds that death-watch beetles make. One variety of death watch beetles raps its head against surfaces, presumably as part of a mating ritual, while others emit a ticking sound. They are associated with quiet, sleepless nights and are named for the vigil (watch) kept beside the dying or dead, and by extension the superstitious have seen the death watch as an omen of impending death.Whatever the sound may have been, it mix with the narrator's guilt, caused him to confess the murder.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Short Story Rough Draft

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It is dawn; the golden light is slowly creeping through the window to wake Tony up from his slumber. He opens his eyes slowly for they are still fill with sleep. He looks over to his right to the other side of the room where Jackie was still in his slumber. The golden light has not yet reach him. It is early in the morning and Tony is still sleepy but he does not care. He gets up from his bed and quietly goes downstairs to the washroom. No one in his house is up this early yet. He brushes his teeth and got dress in a black Nike short and blue t-shirt and went out onto the porch.

Tony sits down on a brown wooden chair on the porch and starts to clear his mind of all the bad things that happened to him during the past nine months. He is thinking of what he is going to do during the next three months for this is the first day of summer break. He is happy that he does not have to go to school and do homework now.  To him it is going to be all about having fun and probably earn some money working at his parent's restaurant.

After sitting there thinking and enjoying the cool summer breeze brushing against his face, he goes inside. He does not know how long he has been out there. His mother and Jackie are now up doing their usual routine. His mother was making breakfast and today Tony can smell that she is making egg, bacon, and toast. Jackie was sitting on the soft, leather couch watching television.

Tony goes to Jackie and ask, "Hey, what you want to do today?"
"I don't know, what you want to do today?"
" Wanna go to McGuane to play some basketball?"
"Sure. Later. After lunch."

After lunch Tony and Jackie went to McGuane Park. Jackie was dribbling his new red and black basketball on the sidewalk while walking to the park. Along the way they saw a car with a broken window in front of a old,small, and white house down the block. Occasionally, they always see a car with a broken window in front of the same house every time. Their neighbor, Mrs. Ross, once told them that two kids leaving in that house are throwing rocks down from the second floor onto cars in front of their house. Tony and Jackie do not know if this is true or not but they did see a few big rocks near and inside the car.

When they got to the park, they saw that all the basketball courts were fill with people and that there was no room for them. The courts were filled with teenagers and some seniors. Tony said, "There is to many people here. Wanna go back home and just shoot some hoops in the backyard."
"Sure. Better than staying here to wait for a court to open."

The space to play basketball in their backyard is small because their mother have a garden there. They always have to be careful with the basketball as to not let it squish any of the plants and vegetables. After playing for an hour it was still early in the afternoon. They were hot and sweaty and exhausted after shooting and staying outside in the heat for so long. They decided to go inside for lunch since they are now hungry.

When they got to the top of the porch, they notice something that they have not noticed before. Jackie was the one who spotted it under a wooden, green beam. Jackie said, "Hey Tony look. There looks like there is a small beehive under there" while pointing at the direction of the beehive.
"Wow cool. I have never seen a beehive before."
"Wanna knock it down with something."
"Lol. Sure. We can use this metal rod."

Tony walk slowly toward the beehive and then he poke the beehive really hard with the metal rod and the beehive fell down. Instantly a swarm of bees fly out, buzzing loudly and angrily. They then fly toward Jackie and Tony.

To be continued ... See what happens in my next draft.