Edgar Allan Poe’s Tell-tale Heart is, to me, as disrupting to my heart as it was to the old man’s heart in the story. It reads easily aloud, and better voices than mine have done it justice. I’ve always wondered how Poe himself would’ve delivered it.
When I was a substitute teacher, I often was given classes beyond my training and would (with the principal’s encouragement) tell stories. One I did frequently was this one. Here’s the first paragraph.