The Point Of The Window Of Fortunato 's House

Montresor and Fortunato are best friends who also work together. Montresor has been traveling a lot lately due to his recent promotion in his position. He has just received a notice from his boss that he must go attend several conferences in Spain for a month. Upon receiving the undesirable news, Montresor’s wife, Chardonnay gets very upset but eventually acknowledges that traveling this much is essential to the new position that he holds now. Montresor knows that these four weeks will be hard for his wife, so he asks Fortunato if he could look after her while he is away. Fortunato agrees to check in on her from time to time. Montresor appreciates Fortunato’s kindness and feels comfortable to leave knowing that his

“There isn’t much to say, one day Mr. Fortunato decided to give us the day off for the Mardi Gras festival, we found it very strange since he never gave us days off but we ignored it and enjoyed the festival. After that I never saw Mr. Fortunato again.” “Do you know if Mr. Fortunato had any enemies?” I asked. “Not that I know of…” she stopped and hesitated. “Go on” I encouraged her, “Mr. Fortunato hated Luchesi but I never heard of Luchesi having problems with Mr. Fortunato?” she paused then continued. “Maybe Montresor can help you out with that, her used to work for Mr. Fortunato as well.” “Okay, well thank you so much… uh?” “Irma” she said with half a smile “well thank so much Irma, I will try not to bother you no more.” I walked her over to the door and watched her disappear into village.

However, Montresor has a characteristic that, not shown prominently, but given through little hints until the end. That secret characteristic is guilt, guilt for wanting to kill Fortunato. Some of those hints show at the carnival, down in Montresor’s catacombs, and even as Montresor is building in the wall to keep Fortunato in to die. At the carnival, Montresor calls Fortunato his ‘friend’. “It was about dusk, one evening during the supreme madness of the carnival season, that I encountered my friend.” (Poe). In addition, Montresor is talking about Fortunato, with the term friend being used. Another is, “I was so pleased to see [Fortunato]...” (Poe). In this part of the story, Montresor even says himself that he was happy to see his friend, Fortunato. He shows signs of actually liking Fortunato, but for strongly believing in his family motto and arms of revenge, he feels the need to get revenge on Fortunato for what he did to Montresor. Montresor greets Fortunato kindly and with warmth, “[m]y dear Fortunato, you are luckily met. How remarkably well you are looking to-day!” (Poe). Montresor

It seems like every passing day there is a shadow that is after me. I’m left with parts of me eaten away and left my mind corrupted from its everyday thoughts. The darkness steadily dissolves me away from the eyes that are known to be inquisitive. The burden that was left on me has more pressure than I expected for what i have completed. I discovered that revenge is made to be short lived. What i did was completely horrifying. The inferior thing is that I was able to acquire with my crime. It doesn’t matter what time it is, everyday there will always be a small voice in my head reminding me of the defenseless cries performed by fortunato. The man that I caused to perish, immersed in the catacombs. A month has passed since fortunato's disappearance, and the town still wonders where he has disappeared to. Examining the difficulty of mourning families caused me to really think, specifically today. The events leading up to fortunato's death played in my mind like a movie. It sends me back to the time when I was young and no one loved me, including my mother. When fortunato entered my life he made a big mistake which ended him in misery.

Fortunato had a rather… troubled adulthood. With his booming personality, he always made new friends. He got with the wrong group of friends that would feed him drinks again and again, which he became addicted to. Montresor on the other hand wasn’t as social as Fortunato so he was more of a loner and focused on his career into adult hood. He became extremely successful in his career endeavors and he also found the love of his life, Sara, while doing so! His life was perfect, him and Fortunato remained friends but they were not as close as they had once been because of their different life paths. Fortunato longed to spend more

A man, named Montresor always had a hard life, and always had got the short end of the stick. Unlike his best friend Fortunato, who was very liked, and had much fame. Even with all the fame, Fortunato tried not letting it get to his head. Both Fortunato and Montresor were diverse from one another, but they got along reasonably. Montresor was tolerable with what Fortunato had, even though he wanted all the money and fame Fortunato had. Montresor and Fortunato ended up being at the same carnival one night, and they were both partying and drinking for most of the night. All the drinking that night had led to Fortunato bragging about all the achievements he has made, which made Montresor feel sorrow and anger. Even though Montresor had much respect

In Oahu, Hawaii, 2016 there was an ordinary 15 year old high school kid named Fortis who is well liked by everyone and is a handsome young boy. His family is his dad and his two brothers. Fortis’ dad is named Jonah. His two older brothers were named Caleb and David. Caleb is 19 years old and David is 25 years old. His mom got murdered when he was 8 years old. His mom was named Mary. Then, Fortis’ life was changed because he did a stubborn thing. One day, Fortis went with his friends to go swimming in a lake. When they got there, a sign said, “OFF LIMITS.” So, Fortis’ friends decided not to swim in it, but he did.

Our uncle’s car was parked outside of the gate of the villa. As soon as the coast was clear we zoomed out the villa, opened the gates, closed it and hid behind the car. I was so excited to finally go out during night, I was doing things actual teenagers did. I had almost forgotten about what had happened until my uncle brought it up in the car. I felt guilty when he had asked us about it. When we arrived at the mall, my cousins and I started to make fun of the whole thing, and I felt much better. We did not let her come only because we did not like her, we had actual reasons. We went and watched a movie at the mall, then got ice cream. I felt a mix of joy and sadness during those 3 hours with the guy’s. Ahmad was leaving the very next day and Alex was leaving the day after that. I did not know when I would visit again and I knew that I would miss them, they were my favourite cousins. As we drove back to our grandparents house, we knew the trickiest part was about to come. Walking back casually without Jenin seeing us at

“Hey Hildreth I haven’t seen you in years!” Montressor exclaimed. “Hey Montressor, how have you been? We haven’t talked since high school.” “I have been great, I have been wondering if I would ever see you again!” “Yeah we all know you had the biggest crush on her in high school Montressor.” Fortunato uttered. “Yeah and that’s why I am glad you invited her here as my date.” Montressor replied. “Oh, you are the date he was speaking of when he invited me?” Hildreth asked. “Yeah is that okay?” “Of course it is I have had a crush on you since high school too.” Hildreth chortled. The four of them then continued to hang out at the festival and dance for a while before they decided they needed a break, so they found a table to sit at and relax for a while. This is when Fortunato decided to order a glass or ten of wine, Montressor tried to stop him after his third glass but Fortunato decided he could make his own decisions and didn’t need a friend’s opinion. Fortunato began to start acting very belligerent to Hildreth and Olga so they said their goodbyes and left before Fortunato did anything negligent with them around. This made Montressor extremely furious since his high school crush was finally talking to him and Fortunato gave her no other option except to leave early. Montressor then tells Fortunato it is time to leave and so Fortunato goes with Montressor back to his house to stay the

Decades ago, there lived two men, one was named Montresor and the other Forunato. Montresor was a bit of a drinker who had a tender, kind side, but to many people, was considered a usual citizen. Forunato was a wealthy man that was bitter and snobby. To many people, he was considered rude and boastful. The town where these men lived was a small, well-connected town, where everyone knew everyone. To many of the towns’ people, Montresor and Forunato seemed to be good friends. Montresor’s and Forunato’s friendship started when they met at the town’s carnival. The carnival was held once a year and everyone would go. The moon was bright and lit up the whole carnival. The night was loud and festive, filled with talking and laughter all around. Montresor

Even if Montresor got wealth he is still a lonely man who lives with a burden that he killed his parents. Fortunato has a job, not a very good job, but one that gets him by. However, he ends up wasting most of his money on booze always getting drunk and using people. Fortunato doesn’t like to be alone, he wants other to feel his pain “Drinking does quite wonders. I was always a broken down man with nothing, now all money earn in this Carnival just to spend it on this one Sherry.”

On the afternoon of December 17th, 2008, Obina returned home from a long, tiring day at school. He pushed opened the creaky, white door expecting to see his mother, Chioma, sitting on the couch watching her Lifetime movies, as usual. Instead he was greeted by a cold silence that caused him to be slightly confused. “Mom!” He shouted throughout the house. Nothing. That was weird because she was always home, and if she was going somewhere she would have notified him in advance. He decided to call her cell phone but her phone went straight to voicemail. He decided not to worry, perhaps she went to the store and her phone had died. Hours had passed by and she still hadn’t returned home. It was approaching eight thirty so he decided to call her

This boy was curled up on a chair reading. I had once asked daddy if he would teach me how to read. Let’s just say it was not pretty. I moved closer into the room and coughed like I saw mother do many times to get someone's attention. The boy looked up, and I was awe stricken. He had such beautiful eyes. Bluer that the sea. He smiled, and said, “Hi.” it was a small gesture, but it was enough to make me feel comfortable. I introduced myself, “Hello, my name is Minnie.” He had smiled again, and spoke once more. Saying that it was a pleasure to meet me, and that his name was Valentino but I could call him Vee. I had felt a surge of excitement. As a child I never quite had many friends. The children in my neighborhood thought me strange. I spoke quickly and excitedly, “You can read? Can you teach me?” The little boy laughed, and nodded his head patting next to himself on the chair. I raced over, tripping slightly but hopping on the chair. He and I spent hours reading. He had been a very good teacher especially only being seven himself. Unfortunately daddy and uncle Vinnie came back and it was time for me to leave. But that day I made a friend. A friend who would stick by me for five more

It also made things great that our families were all close friends so our playtime was extended to trips together or while the adults wanted to come over for dinner. Unfortunately Marco moved away with his family when we were just 6 years old. Michael and I continued to be best friends growing up into our pre-teen years; suddenly Michael’s family decided to move out of California, just as Marco and his family did years earlier. It was a sad time for me, but life went on and my neighborhood was still filled with young, wild, and free kids to play with. New friendships were created and new memories were made. Although, I never found another best friend to replace Michael or Marco, I continued to build friendships and enjoyed my time on Carondelet Street.

Fortunato and I were never the most “compatible”, but I never imagined we'd end up the way we did. Fortunato was rich, but insanely idiotic in any subject besides wine. He and I shared immense connoisseurship of wine, the only thing we really had in common other than our wealth. Being competitive experts, we had our petty arguments. However, he had betrayed me and ruined my name. Unfortunately for him, he had not realized that I possess an intense passion for the ideals of avenging yourself when you've been wronged.