The Tell Tale Heart
It is impossible to say how 1st the idea entered my brain; but, 1nce conceived, it haunted me day & night. object there was none. passion there was none. i loved the old man. he had never wronged me, my blood ran cold; and so by degrees--very gradually-i made up my mind 2 take the life of the old man, and thus rid myself of the eye 4 ever.