Character Analysis of Loot

After the earthquake happens, the ocean is drawn back and all sorts of treasures come in sight. So while the people are just taking objects without knowing why, the sea falls and swallows everyone up. As an inanimate character, the sea can be the exploitative kind; because it manipulates people to fulfill its own need as the story says "And then the sea came back, engulfed them to add to its treasury."

 When the treasure under the sea grows notable, people rush just to take without knowing why! They simply take because they can and want others not to grab "this was-when, anytime, sometime-valuable, that might be useful, what was this, well someone will know. If you don't grab what's over there, someone else will." People are hoarders. They only wanna have massive amounts of collections without knowing the reason or even the use of things! 

The man is actually the hoarder of the hoarders! The book says: "Some of which, he didn't notice, deliberately, that he probably shouldn't have acquired but Cannot cast off." In the rest of the story, the man also adds himself to other looters.

Personal view:The thing about the story called "loot" that impressed me, was that although it was a short story, it had lots of concepts behind it. In my opinion the man finds the real himself in the mirror or even his love! Because the story describes the mirror this way"there, ornate with tresses of Orange-Brown seaweed, suck-fast worm nacreous shells and crenellations of red coral, is the object." The man had lost some thing for a long time and that's why he calls it "the object". It was somehow interesting that under the sea 'representing death' the concept of time is meaningless. All is the same and people whether they were ,well-known or unanimous, would be one. The same fate is expecting all of us. We are all nobody and doomed to death:)

An Interview with the Tell-Tale Heart

Hanging up the phone, we started rushing towards the old man's house.  "My doubt has changed to certainty by the scream which I heard from the next house"Remembering the things the man had told him in the phone.

The old man was attacked there without any doubt!

 As we arrived, knocking on the door with the intension of breaking it , a calm strange looking man opened the door gazing at the empty atmosphere beyond his sight. While I was asking about the old man and giving him a credit of the call we had, he seemed to be all ears but he was actually trying to hide his nervousness and It was crystal clear for an experienced man like me. He said the old man was on a business trip so the heard scream was just the neighbour's apparition. To prove himself, at once, he took us to every single space of the good smelling house so the whole of it was checked in less than five minutes. Against our expectations, there was even no clue of any other persons so our doubt started to decrease! But we had to try all the chances, thus sitting on the chairs with me and my friends, we started somehow smiling at the bland jokes which paul played on me in order for the man to become tense because that way he would imagine that he is the butt of our jokes. As our smile changed to laughter, I noticed that he started pacing the floor to and fro like the way he was fury of our observations. With the time passing by, we could hear his gasping for breath and abruptly he began uttering curses on us!

We were gazing at him that he unexpectedly said: tear up the planks. The beating of his hideous heart is here.