English Essay
Through the thirteen, almost fourteen, years that I spent on the earth with my friends and teachers. To be honest, often times, they would even picture me as “Frankenstein”, an extremely crazy science and math guy. Probably because the grades on my report card indicates that I’m just doing better at science. However, there are way more things that people did not even noticed about me. So today I want to talk about something that I have great passion about. This hidden thing is American literature, especially the works that Edgar Allan Poe created. Edgar Allan Poe was an American writer and literary critic who lived in the 1800s. Poe is best known as the poetry and the short stories that he created and people …show more content…
When I am reading Poe’s works, I felt that the story is very intense and an kind of ethereal stress just came out of the lines, and my heart will keep beating furiously even if I’m done reading the story. I never felt this way when I was reading other literary works. Some people may be loathing with that kind of stress since those will create a lot of pressure to the mind undeniably. However, I think that this feeling is necessary for this kind of story. To be more clear, Poe is writing a detective and horror fiction, rather than a comedy or a documentary, this pressure will help to create a lot of ghastliness in the horror fiction, and I have to admit that Peo is master at this. For example, in my favorite short story “The Tell-Tale Heart” in the end of the story, quote “But anything was better than this agony! Anything was more tolerable than this derision! I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer! I felt that I must scream or die! and now --again! --hark! louder! louder! louder! louder!”unquote. This part, the heart beats went louder and louder and narrator almost went insane, create such a powerful blast to my mind that I felt that my heart is also beating along with the narrator-louder and louder- and I believe I will never forget this scene, this short story for the rest of my