Saturday, January 25, 2020
The Wall :: Creative Writing Essays
     The Wall                 At precisely 10:30 A.M. I got a call from a Mr. Machiano saying that    while renovating a palace his men found the bones of what seamed to be a human    body. When I got to the scene one of his men showed me to the corps. It had    dirty, out-of-date clothes draped upon its remains with a piece a rope beside it.    I asked Mr. Machiano how the body was discovered.              "My men were knocking down a wall and one of them found a skeleton with a    motlry on, and that's when I called you."                 I asked whom he bought the palace from.            "A man I would say in his early eighties, named Montresor."                 I then left to learn about this person..  I found out that he was living    with a cousin right near his old home.  I decided to stop by and ask him a few    questions hoping he would remember or know something.  After about an hour of    getting "I do not know. What are you talking about? Please leave." I realized    this was a waste of time and decided to go.                   The next morning I called Mr. Machiano and asked him to meet me at the    palace.  As I approached the area where the body was found I began to feel a    little queasy.  I searched the ground around the body hoping to find some clues.    I noticed the sparkle of metal pertruding from the ground.  I picked it up and    saw it was a gold and diamond ID bracelet with the name Montresor inscribed on    it.  I decided to do a little more research on this man.  I went to the station    and asked the secretary to show me the file on any person missing for more than    20 years.  The list only had about five people on it with a brief description.    There was a man by the name of Fortunato on it who has been missing for about 50    years.  He was last seen wearing a motley.  I then put two and two together and    after some investigation, I found out that the remains were indeed Fortunato.    Later that afternoon I decided to visit Mrs. Fortunato.  She took the news    pretty well, she had suspected he was dead.                 "The last time I saw him was fifty years ago during carnival season."              I went back to Montresor's house and told him that next to Fortunato's body    was a gold bracelet with his name on it.  He still insisted he had had nothing    					    
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