Bells

It was a typical spring day in Manchester with the rain coming down in sheets and the wind could cut through you like a
knife. I was in the bathroom shaving when I heard a voice from somewhere nearby,  "Hear the sledges with the bells,
silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells!"  said the voice. I thought nothing of it at the
time because suddenly I was in a wonderful mood. I wanted to run out into the street singing a joyous tune, but the voice
wasn't gone, it grew so faint however that I unable to make out the words.

Later, while I was at work, I heard the voice again, only it was louder than before. "Hear the mellow wedding bells, what
a world of happiness their harmony foretells! through the balmy air of night how they ring out their delight!" again
I felt the need to sing and dance as this angelic voice faded once again into an inaudible murmur. Leaving me filled
with happiness to the point that I thought I would explode. I never even saw my my boss come up till he asked me why
I was so happy then told me to see the company shrink when I told him about the voice from only moments before.

While the shrink was asking me a bunch of annoying questions I heard the voice again. Only this time it was no longer angelic or happy but rather sounded harsh and evil. "HEAR THE LOUD ALARUM BELLS, BRAZEN BELLS! WHAT TALE OF TERROR, NOW, THEIR TURBULENCE TELLS! THROUGH THE STARTLED AIR OF NIGHT HOW THE RING OUT THEIR AF FRIGHT! TOO MUCH HORRIFIED TO SPEAK THEY CAN ONLY SHRIEK SHRIEK, OUT OF TUNE!"  Then however I didn't feel happy, but rather like my blood had turned to ice and my spine had been ripped from my body. The shrink also noticed this change in my demeanor and asked what was wrong. I told her about the voice and she was confused why it had a sudden change of effect on me. So I told her it was no longer a happy tune but a evil one that I could still hear running through my head.

Once I decided that her advice would never work I left telling her that none of this had better leave the room. After leaving I didn't know where to go however the voice was driving me mad. My head felt as if someone had placed it on an anvil and started to beat the anvil right next to my head. Then the voice changed again and got even louder but now it was solemn like death was talking to me from the gates of hell.  "HEAR THE TOLLING OF THE BELLS, IRON BELLS! WHAT A WORLD OF SOLEMN THOUGHT THEIR MONODY COMPELS! IN THE SILENCE OF THE NIGHT HOW WE SHIVER WITH AFFRIGHT,"  suddenly I was compelled to find a bell tower.  "AT THE MELANCHOLY MEANING! FOR EVERY SOUND THAT FLOATS FROM THE RUST WITHIN THEIR THROATS IS A GROAN,"  then I climbed up to the top of the bells.  " AND THE PEOPLE-AH THE PEOPLE THOSE THAT DWELL UP IN THE STEEPLE ALL ALONE"  then I jumped  "AND WHO, TOLLING, TOLLING, TOLLING, IN THAT MUFFLED MONOTONE! FEEL A GLORY IN SO ROLLING ON THE HUMAN HEART A STONE!  Silence.