you can voice act for just about any female villain in existence. Such a great voice, and great delivery. Really added to the twistedness of the story.
well it’s been 6 days and I will be in college by the time you are in 12th grade and I probably won’t remember this or I will be dead. Who knows maybe you will be dead too. This was written 11/4/20
Holy shit. What just happened. I’m actually disturbed. Poe is looking mega sus, keeps alluding to possibly having murdered his wife in all of his works. Nice audio, thanks
Some people hope to learn English thanks to stories like this one. Such stories are in the public domain because they are old, and the English vocabulary is often outdated. Nobody today speaks like that. It's a pity.
[S] 16:51- Again, I deliberated about casting it in the well in the yard -- about packing it in a box, as if merchandize, with the usual arrangements, and so getting a porter to take it from the house. Finally I hit upon what I considered a far better expedient than either of these. I determined to wall it up in the cellar -- as the monks of the middle ages are recorded to have done with their victims. For a purpose such as this the cellar was well adapted. The walls were loosely constructed, and had lately been plastered throughout with a rough plaster, which the dampness of the atmosphere had prevented from hardening. Moreover, in one of the walls was a projection, caused by a false chimney, or fireplace, that had been filled up, and made to resemble the rest of the cellar. I made no doubt that I could readily displace the bricks at this point, insert the comb, and wall the whole up as before, so that no eye could detect any thing suspicious. [T] 17:51- And in this calculation I was not deceived. By means of a crow-bar I easily dislodged the bricks, and, having carefully deposited the body against the inner wall, I propped it in that position, while, with little trouble, I re-laid the whole structure as it originally stood. Having procured mortar, sand, and hair, with every possible precaution, I prepared a plaster which could not be distinction from the old, and with this I very carefully went over the new brick-work. When I finished, I felt satisfied that all was right. The wall did not present the slightest appearance of having been disturbed. The rubbish on the floor was picked up with the minutest care. I looked around triumphantly, and said to myself -- "Here at last, then, my labor has not been in vain." My next step was look for the beast which had been the cause of so much wretchedness; for I had, at length, firmly resolved to put it to death. [U] 18:46- Had I been able to meet with it, at the moment, there could have been no doubt of its fate; but it appeared that the crafty animal had been alarmed at the violence of my previous anger, and forebore to present itself in my present mood. It is impossible to describe, or to imagine, the deep, and blissful sense of relief which the absence of the detested creature occasioned in my bosom. It did not make its appearance during the night -- and thus for one night at least, since its introduction into the house, I soundly and tranquilly slept; aye, slept even with the burden of murder upon my soul! The second and third day passed, and still my tormentor came not. Once again I breathed as a freeman. The monster, in terror, had fled the premise again! I should behold it no more! My happiness was supreme! The guilt of my dark deed disturbed me but little. Some few inquiries had been made, but these had been readily answered. [V] 19:46- Even a search had been instituted -- but of course nothing had been discovered. I looked upon my future felicity as secured. Upon the fourth day of the assassination, a party of police came, very unexpectedly, into the house, and proceeded again to make rigorous investigation of the premises. Secure, however, in the inscrutability of my place of concealment, I felt no embarrassment whatever. The officer bade me accompany them in their search. They left no nook or corner unexplored. At length, for the third or fourth time, they descended into the cellar. I quivered not a muscle. My heart beat calmly as that of one who slumbers in innocence. I walked the cellar from end to end. I folded my arms upon my bosom, and roamed easily to and fro. The police were thoroughly satisfied and prepared to depart. The glee at my heart was too strong to be restrained. I burned to say if but one word, by way of triumph, and to render doubly sure their assurance of my guiltiness. [W]20:50- "Gentlemen," I said at last; the party ascended the steps. "I delight to have allayed your suspicions. I wish you all health, and a little more courtesy. By the bye, this very well constructed house." (In rabid desire to say something easily, I scarcely knew what I uttered at all.) -- "I may say an excellently constructed house. These walls -- are you going, gentlemen? -- these walls are solidly put together;" and here, through the mere phrenzy of bravado, I rapped heavily, with a cane which I held in my hand, upon that very portion of the brick-work behind which stood the corpse of the wife of my bosom. But may God shield and deliver me from the fangs of the Arch-Fiend ! No sooner had the reverberation of my blows sunk into silence, than I was answered by a voice from within the tomb! -- by a cry, at first muffled and broken, like the sobbing of a cat, and then quickly swelling into one long, loud, and continuous scream, utterly anomalous and inhuman -- a howl -- a wailing shriek, half of horror and half of triumph, such as might have arisen only out of hell, conjointly from the throats of the dammed in their agony and of the demons that exult in the damnation. [X] 22:09- Of my own thoughts it is folly to speak. Swooning, I staggered to the opposite wall. For one instant the party upon the stairs remained motionless, through extremity of terror and of awe. In the next, a dozen stout arms were toiling at the wall. It fell bodily. The corpse, already greatly decayed and clotted with gore, stood erect before the eyes of the gentlemen. Upon its head, a red extended mouth and solitary eye of fire, sat the hideous beast whose craft had seduced me into murder, and whose informing voice had consigned me to the hangman. I had walled the monster up within the tomb!
Thank you I listened to this for homework that is due in 2 weeks time and it is a project that I was meant to read a gothic book for not realising I looked at the shorted book I good find and I don't have this book and it is amazing to find it on RUclips
so cool 😎😃 I remember reading these black cat and other short stories since I was like 5 or 7 when I was at school 😃 the black cat by Edgar Allen Poe so scary.
Amy Walker I remember reading this poem too, as well as other poems Poe wrote. Do you like poetry and short stories too? Nice to meet u and pretty name u have too.
im just here cause im lazy to read this for homework. too much big words
Tiger lag ssssaaaammmmeeee
im not.....
FUCK IM A NERD...
me toooo
This is high school level English. Do we need to dumb things down to TV level of 5 year old....come on really? Words to big?
oh same!
Listening to this for English class in the gym. Grind doesn’t stop boys💪
u get big?
@@Pierce-qp5ex yeah I’m up about 40 lbs from then. Getting ready to start my first cut soon
nice bro I started 4 months ago bout to cut myself@@travismixson1213
you can voice act for just about any female villain in existence. Such a great voice, and great delivery. Really added to the twistedness of the story.
Im in eight grade someone notify in 5 years by commenting or liking. Id be in 12 grade. This was written 29/10/20
well it’s been 6 days and I will be in college by the time you are in 12th grade and I probably won’t remember this or I will be dead. Who knows maybe you will be dead too. This was written 11/4/20
Damn bro thats crazy
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I'll try
8-8-24 and while it's not been five years yet, i hope your studies are going well.
I was not mentally prepared for this story
No one ever is 😅
“oh, look, a story about a black cat! i’ll play this in the car on my way to school.”
*6 minutes later*
JESUS CHRIST
This is just what you have to expect with Edgar Allan Poe 🤷
Poor Pluto :(
Holy shit. What just happened. I’m actually disturbed. Poe is looking mega sus, keeps alluding to possibly having murdered his wife in all of his works. Nice audio, thanks
"Mega sus" dude use actual words you high school degenerate band kid
@@MarshBaaa chill its a joke have you been living under a rock for a year?
Yeah how tf does he come up with these
@@MarshBaaa bro chill why are you so upset it’s not that serious
Some people hope to learn English thanks to stories like this one. Such stories are in the public domain because they are old, and the English vocabulary is often outdated. Nobody today speaks like that.
It's a pity.
Love the narration, gives a really charismatic villain energy lol
I'm reading The Tell-Tale heart in my 5th grade class. This is much like it. It's not as scary with ur voice.
Where are you now in life?
My man's be in tenth or eleventh grade rn.
@@abbyfinth362 that’s crazy
@@TheSmileysCrew WTF why is oour teacher giving us work that someone did in 5th grade note im a 11th
@@bigbuffetboy I have no recollection of writing this comment, but I was reading this book in 10th, I am now in 11th
I feel bad for Pluto.:(:(
For sad for Pluto & his wife.
What a cruel man.
[S] 16:51-
Again, I deliberated about casting it in the well in the yard -- about packing it in a box, as if merchandize, with the usual arrangements, and so getting a porter to take it from the house. Finally I hit upon what I considered a far better expedient than either of these. I determined to wall it up in the cellar -- as the monks of the middle ages are recorded to have done with their victims.
For a purpose such as this the cellar was well adapted. The walls were loosely constructed, and had lately been plastered throughout with a rough plaster, which the dampness of the atmosphere had prevented from hardening. Moreover, in one of the walls was a projection, caused by a false chimney, or fireplace, that had been filled up, and made to resemble the rest of the cellar. I made no doubt that I could readily displace the bricks at this point, insert the comb, and wall the whole up as before, so that no eye could detect any thing suspicious.
[T] 17:51-
And in this calculation I was not deceived. By means of a crow-bar I easily dislodged the bricks, and, having carefully deposited the body against the inner wall, I propped it in that position, while, with little trouble, I re-laid the whole structure as it originally stood. Having procured mortar, sand, and hair, with every possible precaution, I prepared a plaster which could not be distinction from the old, and with this I very carefully went over the new brick-work. When I finished, I felt satisfied that all was right. The wall did not present the slightest appearance of having been disturbed. The rubbish on the floor was picked up with the minutest care. I looked around triumphantly, and said to myself -- "Here at last, then, my labor has not been in vain."
My next step was look for the beast which had been the cause of so much wretchedness; for I had, at length, firmly resolved to put it to death.
[U] 18:46-
Had I been able to meet with it, at the moment, there could have been no doubt of its fate; but it appeared that the crafty animal had been alarmed at the violence of my previous anger, and forebore to present itself in my present mood. It is impossible to describe, or to imagine, the deep, and blissful sense of relief which the absence of the detested creature occasioned in my bosom. It did not make its appearance during the night -- and thus for one night at least, since its introduction into the house, I soundly and tranquilly slept; aye, slept even with the burden of murder upon my soul!
The second and third day passed, and still my tormentor came not. Once again I breathed as a freeman. The monster, in terror, had fled the premise again! I should behold it no more! My happiness was supreme! The guilt of my dark deed disturbed me but little. Some few inquiries had been made, but these had been readily answered.
[V] 19:46-
Even a search had been instituted -- but of course nothing had been discovered. I looked upon my future felicity as secured.
Upon the fourth day of the assassination, a party of police came, very unexpectedly, into the house, and proceeded again to make rigorous investigation of the premises. Secure, however, in the inscrutability of my place of concealment, I felt no embarrassment whatever. The officer bade me accompany them in their search. They left no nook or corner unexplored. At length, for the third or fourth time, they descended into the cellar. I quivered not a muscle.
My heart beat calmly as that of one who slumbers in innocence. I walked the cellar from end to end. I folded my arms upon my bosom, and roamed easily to and fro. The police were thoroughly satisfied and prepared to depart. The glee at my heart was too strong to be restrained. I burned to say if but one word, by way of triumph, and to render doubly sure their assurance of my guiltiness.
[W]20:50-
"Gentlemen," I said at last; the party ascended the steps. "I delight to have allayed your suspicions. I wish you all health, and a little more courtesy. By the bye, this very well constructed house." (In rabid desire to say something easily, I scarcely knew what I uttered at all.) -- "I may say an excellently constructed house. These walls -- are you going, gentlemen? -- these walls are solidly put together;" and here, through the mere phrenzy of bravado, I rapped heavily, with a cane which I held in my hand, upon that very portion of the brick-work behind which stood the corpse of the wife of my bosom.
But may God shield and deliver me from the fangs of the Arch-Fiend ! No sooner had the reverberation of my blows sunk into silence, than I was answered by a voice from within the tomb! -- by a cry, at first muffled and broken, like the sobbing of a cat, and then quickly swelling into one long, loud, and continuous scream, utterly anomalous and inhuman -- a howl -- a wailing shriek, half of horror and half of triumph, such as might have arisen only out of hell, conjointly from the throats of the dammed in their agony and of the demons that exult in the damnation.
[X] 22:09-
Of my own thoughts it is folly to speak. Swooning, I staggered to the opposite wall. For one instant the party upon the stairs remained motionless, through extremity of terror and of awe. In the next, a dozen stout arms were toiling at the wall. It fell bodily. The corpse, already greatly decayed and clotted with gore, stood erect before the eyes of the gentlemen. Upon its head, a red extended mouth and solitary eye of fire, sat the hideous beast whose craft had seduced me into murder, and whose informing voice had consigned me to the hangman. I had walled the monster up within the tomb!
Poe is such a boss I love re reading or listening again to these stories. they truly never get old.
Thank you I listened to this for homework that is due in 2 weeks time and it is a project that I was meant to read a gothic book for not realising I looked at the shorted book I good find and I don't have this book and it is amazing to find it on RUclips
How many people had to watch a video that explained what the heck happened in the story.
Man this book is well..cruel
Dagger Games i take it when you 1st listened to this you never read anything by edgar allen poe?
i feel like this is not suitable for kids , like 5th grade , why so many young readers here .
even give me chills
R.I.P. Pluto
edgar allen poe is my favorite poet ever, this and the raven being my favorite.
so cool 😎😃 I remember reading these black cat and other short stories since I was like 5 or 7 when I was at school 😃 the black cat by Edgar Allen Poe so scary.
can you help me to write the main idea about this story
Amy Walker I remember reading this poem too, as well as other poems Poe wrote. Do you like poetry and short stories too? Nice to meet u and pretty name u have too.
unbelievable! when you read "clotted with gore" I lost it!!!! Awesome job!
yes
ok why did the wife stay with him after doing that to pluto
a brilliant story
a lovely voice
and the emotions in the reading all are safe here
I love it
awesome
This is my homework!!!! 😣😣who hates homework in
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Black cats 🐈 were seen as familiars not witches 🧙♀️ actually ’
You're a good reader. Creeped me out.
Thank you for your read, Sarah. My child enjoyed the narration.
Thanks for this. Perfect for my students.
That was amazing! thank you so much for posting this
what a good story..thankyou
It's a disturbing story but I have to listen to it. I am here because this story happened to be in my literature class.
Fantastic!
Thanks, we're glad you enjoyed it!
THANK YOU❤❤❤
They should base a movie off this.
thank you so fucking much for this audio
Awesome 😊
Same
put speed to .5 it sounds creepy
.75 sounds just as creepy, but without overly long pauses.
Don't Fuck with cats .
Vi läste denna i 7:an hur i helvete är det logiskt att vi läser den igen i 3:an på gymnasiet
2020
Very amazing narrator however, disturbing story 😂.
I have a question plzz answer my auestion can u answer
GOOD BOOK!:):)
Concealing bodies-Oh, so many possibilities! :D
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For me this book not very scare but interesting
9:27 bookmark
the text :
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my cats name is pluto :(
pov: ur here for English class
I love you
so mean edgar
I will fix the cat
good good meme
check out this song Skull by Masha
Caterina
Anyone recommends any audiobooks plz name them thank u!!!!
Voice
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for those who want to know some black cats facts - ruclips.net/video/K5C_CzZgqUQ/видео.html
who did i kill
😢
Leonardo Peralta çxx
Chino joke
no its babble
not poe
cox
B.T.S
Hahah the black cat got hung🤣🤣 he prolly tried escaping
Joke
Horrible babbel