The Tell-Tale heart
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‼️THIS IS ORGINALLY A POEM WRITTEN BY ALLEN POE CALLED THE TELL-TALE HEART. I do not own this or Naruto‼️
Listen! Listen, and I will tell
you how it happened. You will see, you will hear how healthy my mind is.
It is impossible to say how the idea first entered my head. There was no reason for what I did. I did not hate my first born; I certainly loved him. He had never hurt me. I did not want his bloodline. I think it was his eye. His eye was like the eye of his father, the same pitch red eyes that watch and wait to attack their loved, and then fall upon the dead body and pull it to pieces to eat it. When my son looked at me with his red eyes a cold feeling went up and down my
back; even my blood became cold. And so, I finally decided I had to kill my child and close his eyes forever!
So you think that I am mad? A madman cannot plan. But you should have seen me. During all of that week I was as friendly to my son as I could be, and warm, and loving.
Every night about twelve o'clock I slowly opened his door.
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