Epilogue to Edgar Allan Poe’s The Tell Tale Heart



No sooner than I confessed, the cops started walking towards where I was sitting. I threw my chair against the wall and it smashed with a very loud sound that startled the cops, but did not stop their search. I had to act quickly if I wanted that terrible sound to stop, so I took a sharp ended piece of wood from the remains of the broken chair, and stabbed the first cop then the second with it. I then hid the two of them with the old man, but took out the old man’s chest. It was finally time to end this horrible sound that had been haunting me with such intensity. I took the chest into the kitchen with me, grabbed a knife, and cut open the old mans chest. I then ripped out his heart and took it into the sitting room where I could burn it in the fireplace.  I watched his heart slowly burn, but when there was nothing left, I still heard that awful noise. As I was about to go back to where the old man was hidden and try to find the source of the noise, I heard people running down the hall. I panicked and tried to barricade the door with whatever I could find, but it was no use, I could hear the intruders trying to ram down the door. I couldn’t take it any more; I couldn’t stand the noise a second longer. I decided to end this horror once and for all, so I took the knife that was used on the old mans heart, and used it to end the noise the only way I thought possible. I stabbed myself, and finally, yes finally the noise was gone.