Edgar Allan Poe, whose personal torment so powerfully informed his visionary prose and poetry, is a towering figure in the history of American literature. A Virginia gentleman, the son of itinerant actors, an heir to great fortunes and a disinherited outcast, a college student who had not graduated, a soldier retired from the army, a husband with an unapproachable child bride, a brilliant editor and low-income scribbler salary, a world-famous but poor author, a temperate man and an uncontrollable alcoholic, a materialist who longed for an eventual union with God. His feverish imagination took him to great heights of creativity and the depths of paranoid desperation. However, although he produced a relatively small volume of work, he practically invented the horror and detective genres, and his literary legacy survives to this day. In Tell Tale Heart the main character, the narrator, has a problem with an old man, the antagonist. , with whom he lives. The strange thing is that the problem has nothing to do with the old man, his way of acting or even his attitude towards the narrator. It is simply one of the eyes of the old man who is blind or cannot see one hundred percent in one eye. The narrator's description of the eye is that it resembled that of a vulture, pale blue in color with a film over it. When the narrator looked at him, his blood ran cold. This drove him mad and caused him to kill the old man. He begins to believe he hears the old man's heart beating while he was killing him and after he died. The blows get louder and louder and drive him crazy. She forces him to tell the police officers, who are searching his house, that he killed the old man and showed them where the body is buried, which is the most… middle of paper… sense. of the hearing and the police's refusal to leave, the fear of being discovered increases his heart rate. As the sound became louder and louder, it became erratic and he suspected that the officer had heard the sound and decided to overlook it, because they were making fun of his horror. To him, anything was better than enduring the agony and pain of the pounding heartbeat. So finally his conscience led him to admit his crime. The story tries to tell many stories, but the one point I got from the story is that one should not hate or dislike someone simply because of their appearance. I have sometimes wondered why racism exists and history paints a clear picture of the madness that lurks in the minds of racist individuals. Simply wanting to kill another human being, just because of their appearance is insane, no matter how people try to rationalize it..