Blink And You 're Dead Essay

It was a dark and stormy night. I, Jonathan Harker, was shaking and I didn't know what was going on. I was seeing terrifying shadows around my room. Also, last night, I thought a person or a thing was behind me, but I couldn't see its reflection through the mirror. I didn't know what to do, so I started packing.

The day was dark. I could feel a storm approaching. The gentle sunlight glistening through the clouds, now covered by a heavy mist. Drop. Drop. Drop. The coldness of the water tinged my face. And the earth shook, as a large boom erupted from the sky followed by a light crackle. By now, I was soaked, like that night. I continued walking through the deserted streets when a large flash erupted from the sky. Oh, great lightning, today was getting better and better. A woman and her young child was running towards their car to seek shelter. The walk was a long and dreadful one, I found myself looking at the place I left 15 years ago. The house was still dark and foreboding as ever, the shutters hanging off its hinges and the roof in a state of disrepair.

I was woken by the beautiful sounds of nature. I look around wondering where I am. Nothing is familiar to me except for the circle of stones. The last things I can remember are hiking through the woods, and running into the circle full of stones. I was curious and walked into the circle while touching the biggest rock. I felt a huge burst of power tear through me. I saw an explosion of light before I blacked out. I now noticed two girls walking up to me. They looked me over head to toe and got this nervous look on their face. I kindly asked them, “Can you please tell me where I am?” The girls responded, “Salem, Massachusetts.” I start to panic and wonder to myself, “how did I get here, why am I here, and what is the date?” I question the girls,

I encountered a peculiar individual on the sidewalks this evening. I can recall that “ The girl stopped and looked as if she might pull back in surprise (Page 4)”. Nervousness shook my body as this mysterious girl applied a sense of mystery to herself. She asked me a variety of questions that i firmly responded too as I soon realized that she was our new neighbor. She was an odd one, she even described herself as crazy, the young ones these days.

Dear daybook… It’s Monday, I think who cares. But I have woken up in some hot place sweating like crazy. I think I am alone, but I don’t know. Last I remember is being on a plane with a bunch of other boys. So far all I’ve seen is a beach, palm trees, weird plants, and the sun glaring in my eyes. I start walking around for a while, and then I heard this weird loud noise over and over again. I began to follow it with excitement thinking I wasn’t alone. As I became closer it grew louder, I started to see other boys as well. Questioning if they were on the plane or not. As we all ended up at the same spot and there were to boys standing there saying how their names were Piggy and Ralph and they made a few rules. They also stated they we need

It is six in the morning in Kyoto, Japan and I am currently just sitting here on a park bench all alone. The silence is a little bit disturbing but I don’t mind, I hate other humans, ew. The fog that lurks around me would frighten off any other normal being but for me, it is soothing to the soul. Call me anti-social, call me what you want, until humans become a bit nicer, I will always be like this. It has been an hour and I am still just sitting here enjoying the peace, I suddenly hear some quiet footsteps coming towards me, I look up and I see a short shadowy figure in the distance. As the figure comes closer, I can see her long red hair swinging side to side and her misty grey and black dress moving as she walks.

I just ran. Before I knew it, I was out of the trailer and walking back down the trail. That’s when the real fear set in, it’s strange how you feel so open and exposed walking on a trail. The trailer was sitting there it looked almost evil. I turned a corner and it disappeared out of sight. But the feeling of being followed remained. The trail was almost a trench carved in along a steep hill one side it sloped down and you could see a small pond. I began to visualize what could've happened. The different ways it could’ve ended. I wanted to go back and see if someone was really there, but I knew that would be a waste of time. I summed it up in my head as the wind pushing the door open. I still constantly turned back, looking over my shoulder to see if there was some truth to what I thought, if something was actually following me. It was a windy day out and as the wind the blew the trees would creak and crack. Branches fell off and slammed on the ground crashing down and taking other branches with it. The sound was amplified through the quiet and almost sleeping woods. It was strange, there were no animals, no squirrels or chipmunks. The woods were dead. I was still looking over my shoulder every now and again, still startled by what I had experienced. The walk took way longer than it should’ve. It felt like the seconds were minutes and no matter how fast I walked I couldn't keep up with the pace in my mind.

It was 5:00, it’s crazy that we had been walking for hours and it hadn’t even felt like it. As I peered between tall trees, I saw a waterfall way out in the distance, the two of us decided to head that way. It took about five minutes to get to the falls and it was breathtaking. The setting sun floated just above the rocks behind and around the stream of water sloping down the mountain side.So there we stood, on top of the world, in front of a pink and orange sky as the constant sound of water crashing into the lower river filled my ears, I was in awe. Allegedly, Erin felt the same way because neither of us said anything for at least ten minutes. I felt as if I could stay there forever. I pulled out my phone to take a picture of this gorgeous view, but time after time each picture turned out bad and not what the actual scene looked like. I realized at that moment that some things are just too great to take a picture and I think that is the way things are supposed to be. The fresh breeze was back again and it was even colder than earlier . I then realized just how cold I was and checked my watch, it read 5:45, the perfect time to start heading back to the

Wandering through the graveyard it felt like something was watching me. Me ( SaMaya ) and my friends were going to see my mother but it was night time. My mother had died last year on this day may 10th. “ SaMaya I think someone is watching us, said julia.” I thought julia was lying because yesterday she told me the same thing. Nobody was watching us yesterday, so why would they watch us now ?. The reason why we came to the graveyard at dark because I had ran away and wanted nobody to see me . After a couple of minutes we left because julia was scared.

Edward and I sat at the door step talking. “You were very brave today. “ He said. “Really?” I asked. “Well Yeah!” He exclaimed. “i’ve never seen you do something like that.” “Thank you!” I said. “Listen,” he said. “We don’t have much time. I want to give you something.” What did he mean were were running out of time. He put a little piece of paper in my hand. “Don’t look at it until tomorrow.” Edward said. Then he stood up and walked a few feet backwards. A great, big, black note formed underneath me and before I could react, I was falling in the silence and darkness. I finally heard a noise. It was a clock! With a familiar sounding tick-tock. The noise continued until I finally fell

It was a cold foggy Friday night in Summit's Peak. Lauren was walking her six blocks home from her friend Mandy’s house. The streets were deserted, not a sole in sight. Lauren was thinking about her birthday, which was the following day. She was so wrapped up in her thoughts she didn’t hear the clinking of boots following her only forty yards back. Pulled out of her train of thought when she heard someone cough behind her, Lauren jumped. Realizing she was not alone she whipped her head around to see who coughed, but there was nothing there. “Hello?” Lauren questioned her voice wavering. There was no reply “Maybe I’m just imaging things,” mumbled Lauren.

I took a glance around and found myself looking right into a pair of dark, glassy eyes peering at me through the bushes. I knew I was not seeing things at that moment. Were those the evil eyes of a goblin lurking waiting for it’s next meal? My breath became too rapid for me to be able to whistle. I took a big gulp and decided to step on it and quicken my pace. I would never get home at this rate.

Look away from time to time and try to blink in between. Look into the distance and not too close if you can.

Around 3 AM, I heard a gentle tap on my bedroom window. My curtains were drawn so I disregarded the noise and dozed off to sleep in the comfort of my snug blanket. I woke up again to another tap on the window, this time louder. Finally, I got the courage to investigate what was going on outside and I put on my glasses. I looked at the image I had rested on my bedside table, but something was off about it. He still had his gleaming smile, his alluring outfit, and his other defining features. His hand had three fingers up, but his fourth finger rose from how it appeared before. Impossible, I

After a day of planning it was night time. We got into the detective's car and drove around the outer parts of the city, since that's where all gothic churches were. It was dark and cold but definitely not stormy. Soon some fog rolled in it felt like we had been driving in circles. I could see how everyone thought the detective was mad he had what felt like split personalities. Of course I couldn’t question that now he was going to save my life but something was off. By the time I was done wondering we found the church. Careful not to make a sound we passed 2 guards on the outside. The church was on the verge of collapsing but yet it still stood, tall and old. As we entered it felt dark and grim like that feeling that something was wrong, like when you wake up from a nightmare and are paranoid from every little detail. Every time I turned a corner it felt like something was going to hop out at me. The wood boards creaked and the wind howeld. Hay haven't we passed this banner before, yah and that was the one we saw earlier too just around the corner. I was going insane, around every corner it was the same thing as the last.