👉 A SHORT STORY BY EDGAR ALLAN POE 👈
The Black Cat
(published in 1845)
For the most wild, yet most homely narrative which I am about to pen,
I neither expect nor solicit belief. Mad indeed would I be to expect
it, in a case where my very senses reject their own evidence. Yet, mad
am I not and very surely do I not dream. But tomorrow I die, and today
I would unburthen my soul. My immediate purpose is to place before the
world, plainly, succinctly, and without comment, a series of mere
household events. In their consequences, these events have terrified -
have tortured - have destroyed me. I will not attempt to expound them.
To me, they have presented little but Horror - to many they will
seem less terrible than barroques...