The Tell-Tale Heart - A Different Perspective I lay in bed that day thinking of how my kind caretaker had come to live with me. It was quite out of the ordinary I will add, yet I had come to these thoughts after noticing the amount of care he was paying me these days. He conveyed the impression of being kinder and more caring this last week and my mind cared to wonder why. He was such a kind young man and had come to live in this old house of mine under odd circumstances.
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There she lay, my sweet darling child, in that coffin where she shall rest for eternity. She looked so beautiful, as she always would, in her silk and lace gown she had been adorned in. It was most becoming and suited her nicely. Is this how I shall remember her?, I thought to myself as I stood by her beloved husband. They had come upon each other when he had arrived to be my caretaker. They fell deeply in love and shared a love for I, which I deeply returned. They had married not a year later, and lived in the grand house in which I own. Later on, my sweet darling daughter had caught a disease which had soon led to this moment - her death. How I mourned her and how I could see a reflection in my sweet caretaker’s eyes, for things shall never be the same.
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How I wished things had not changed yet heaven above decided they must. So there I lay, in my bed, reminiscing the old times with my sweet child, as sleep slowly took over and I felt my eyelids flutter