Vocabulary
Impact
What does the man do every night at midnight ?
He watches the old man sleep
For it was not the old man who vexed me but his evil eye.
Personification
What is the tone used in sentence 8, paragraph 2
Angry
Psychotic
Disturbed
what is the climax of the story
when the policemen arrive
Novice
How does the narrator kill the man?
He puts the old man’s bed on top of him.
I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before I killed him.
Irony
Never before that night had I felt the extent of my own powers—of my sagacity. I could scarcely contain my feelings of triumph. To think that there I was, opening the door, little by little, and he not even to dream of my secret deeds or thoughts
Proud
Confident
Victorious
what was the rising action point of the story
When he watched the old me for 7 nights
When he killed the old man on the 8th night
Gruesome
Frightening
What does the narrator do with the old man's body?
he dismembers the body
All in vain because Death in approaching him had stalked with his black shadow before him and enveloped him.
personification
Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should have seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded—with what caution— with what foresight—with what dissimulation I went to work
convincing
persuasive
What is the setting of the story
the 18oo's
house/old man's bedroom
Endorse
Support
what does the narrator wants to convince the reader
that he is sane
I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily—how calmly I can tell you the whole story.
Alliteration
Oh, you would have laughed to see how cunningly I thrust it in! I moved it slowly—very, very slowly, so that I might not disturb the old man’s sleep. It took me an hour to place my whole head within the opening so far that I could see him as he lay upon his bed! Ha
confident
How does the story end
the narrator confesses to killing the old man
Hypocrite
Insincere Person
He was kind to the man
A watch’s minute hand moves more quickly than did mine
Hyperbole
It was open—wide, wide open—and I grew furious as I gazed upon it. I saw it with perfect distinctness—all a dull blue, with a hideous veil over it that chilled the very marrow in my bones; but I could see nothing else of the old man’s face or person…
insane
unstable
crazy
maniacal
Who are the characters in the story
The narrator
The old man
The three officers