When you ’ re walking down the hallway , or in your classroom ,
how many of you
have ever felt the weight pressing down on you ?
Poe wrote about these things over a 100 years ago
So , as we read
we can see that
The House of Usher is not merely an old
crapped castle
It is also a state of being
During the whole of dull , dark soundless day
In the autumn of that year , when the clouds hung oppressively low in heavens
I had been passing alone , on the horseback
Through the singularly dreary tract of country
and at length found myself as the shades of evening dew on
within view of the melancholy House of Usher
I know not how it was
But , with the first glimpse of the building , a sense of insufferable gloom pervade my spirit
I looked upon the simple landscape features of the domain
Upon the bleak walls , upon a few white trunks of decayed trees
With an utter depression of soul
There wasn ' t an iciness
A sinking
Sickening of the heart