Cheaters....
I cheated... there I admit it. I'm not sure why. Was I challenging those involved in my deceit or was I testing my ability to get away with it.
Let me explain my dirty little story.
I had a world wind romance with Edgar Allen Poe. I was totally addicted to his macabre tales. It was that damned Raven. He enticed me with its rants of Eleanor and Nevermore. I was obsessed.
I wanted more of his stories and my Mom encourage my obsession by reading along with me and his many tales that sweapted my imagination into another era of mystery and darkness.
I read everything he wrote... The Raven, The Pit and the Pendulum, The Tell Tale Heart, Murders in the Rough Morgue, Fall of the House of Usher and the one story that made me commit such a deceiving crime of cheating..... Masque of the Red Death.
I had a dislike for Junior High. I felt what they where teaching us I had already learned. This made stimulation to my mind a tedious task for my English Literature teacher. She did not find my throw them together in one day papers prepared from cliff notes humorous especially written in crayon and my mom got tire of the big red F's that accompanied the "You're Joking right?"
I set out to prove to my mom why I taunted my teacher in such a way by putting into her assignment some creativity. Her assignment was for us to write a story describing a place or a room and I had just completed Masque of the Red death in which a variety of rooms where described in detail and the one room that so captured my imagination would be the one I would write on. My thoughts as I sat down to pen this paper where Let's see if she has read. With very few changes made to the vocabulary that Poe so eloquently wrote I completed my paper for presentation and I eagerly awaited my grade.
Just as I knew, she returned my paper with an A- and a "see I knew you could do it"... I laughed and exclaimed to my mother "Not only had this educator of English Literature not read the works of this great writer, but she had also corrected and given Edgar Allen Poe a A-.
Oh dear now I think I have confused myself.
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