12 Creepy Tales by Edgar Allan Poe
by Edgar Allan Poe
Publication date 2012-06-24
Usage Public Domain Mark 1.0Creative Commons Licensepublicdomain
Topics librivox, audiobook, horror, poe, creepy
LibriVox recording of 12 CREEPY TALES BY EDGAR ALLAN POE(1809 - 1849)
chapter 1 of creepy tales by edgar allan poe this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librevox.org recording by anne boulay creepy tales by edgar allan poe the telltale heart true nervous very very dreadfully nervous i had been and am but why will you say that i am mad the disease had sharpened my senses not destroyed not dulled them above all was the sense of hearing acute i heard all things in the heaven and in the earth i heard many things in hell how then am i mad hearken and observe how healthily how calmly i can tell you the whole story it is impossible to say how the first idea entered my brain but once conceived it haunted me day and night object there was none passion there was none i loved the old man he had never wronged me he had never given me insult for his gold i had no desire i think it was his eye yes it was this he had the eye of a vulture a pale blue eye with a film over it whenever it fell upon me my blood ran cold and so by degrees very gradually i made up my mind to take the life of the old man and thus rid myself of the eye forever now this is the point you fancy me mad mad men know nothing but you should have seen me you should have seen how wisely i proceeded with what caution with what foresight with what dissimulation i went to work i was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before i killed him and every night about midnight i turned the latch of his door and opened it oh so gently and then when i had made an opening sufficient for my head i put in a dark lantern all closed closed that no light shone out and then i thrust in my head oh you would have laughed to see how cunningly i thrust it in i moved slowly very very slowly so that i might not disturb the old man's sleep it took me an hour to place my whole head within the opening so far that i could see him as he lay upon his bed huh would a man man have been so wise as this and then when my head was well in the room i undid the lantern cautiously oh so cautiously cautiously for the hinges creaked i undid it just so much that a single thin ray fell upon the vulture eye and this i did for seven long nights every night just at midnight but i found the eye was always closed and so it was impossible to do the work for it was not the old man who vexed me but his evil eye and every morning when the day broke i went boldly into the chamber and spoke courageously to him calling him by name in a hearty tone and inquiring how he has passed the night so you see he would have been a very profound old man indeed to suspect that every night just at 12 i looked in upon him while he slept upon the eighth night i was more than usually cautious in opening the door a watch's minute hand moved more quickly than mine did never before that night had i felt the extent of my own powers of my sagacity i could scarcely contain my feelings of triumph to think that there i was opening the door little by little and he had not even to dream of my secret deeds or thoughts i fairly chuckled at the idea and perhaps he heard me for he moved on the bed suddenly as if startled now you may think that i drew back but no his room was as dark as pitch with the thick darkness for the shutters were closed fastened through fear of robbers and so i knew that he could not see the opening of the door and i kept pushing on it steadily steadily i had my head in and was about to open the lantern when my thumb slipped upon the tin fastening and the old man sprang up in bed crying who's there i kept quite still and said nothing for a whole hour i did not move a muscle and in the meantime i...