Creative Writing: Chandler's Haunted House

"No wonder he cares for you so deeply. You have known him so long." She said almost cheerfully as if it was a good

He looked up at me as I tried to reassure him that he was going to be okay. “Help is on the way.” I could feel the fear in his eyes.

Robert, the security guard, drew his gun, took a deep breath, and headed down a shadowy corridor full of plastic cobwebs, fake blood, and recorded screams. It was Robert's worst nightmare, a real-life killer on the loose in Cohan's Haunted House. At least one person was dead, and behind any one of these doors might lay another victim -or worse, the killer - waiting for another victim.

A Painted House, it is a congenial, suspenseful read filled with racism, murder, and stories. This is an amazing novel based in 1952, but is it actually about a painted house? That is the title. Well, yes though it is more symbolic than simple. The protagonist, Luke Chandler (age 7) lives on a cotton farm in Black Oak with his parents and grandparents. The house they live in has never been painted. That means something in rural Arkansas.

Imagine a world without cancer, without the families suffering because a loved one is battling the fight against a disease that claims the most lives every year. This is what the American Cancer Society is aspires for in the long run. Ever since the American Cancer Society was created in 1913, they have been dedicated to eradicating the disease known as cancer. They put the best interest of the people and take action to make it happen. The American Cancer Society (ACS) uses its eventful history to take action to help the millions of people who are suffering from cancer and work to find advancements in the battle against it.

One day, I was drawing something when my older sister comes up to me and tells me that she’s going to a place called “La La Land” (more than a decade before the movie, btw). I was too absorbed in my drawing to really care and shrugged it off. She wanders off and I don’t see her for some time.

“Thank you. It would be wise to see to Clement and Jenna now. I have an errand to run tonight and will be out late.”

Danny's eyes were saucers when he threw a glance over at me, clearly horrified at the thought of working with me. You're mine,

“I’m good, I’m great!” She smiled up at him; she found his other hand resting on her shoulder.

On the sixth road of the sixth block and the sixth house lies 666 devil blood curdling lane, the outside is not furnished seeing into the dead room of the ninth story. When seeing this blackened smoke house where the sun never shines it will send tingles of despite and sorrow ness down your broken back and a shrilled noise through your ear. The shape shifter at the front of the house will beguile you in right before they change into a soul sucking monster, and will suck the life right out of you and use your bones as they new walkway going into the big mysterious bold blackened door. When the ninety year old trees lean over to all the bedroom's windows it will keep you up all night with the screeching sound of it scratching on the window.

“Thank you, and you are one of the most important people in my whole life, and that’s why I asked you to do

The mighty wind clashed against the tall trees and hoisted the delicate leaves up into the heavens above. Only a minuscule of light from above was granted access to the vast lands covered by the grand trees below. Birds flocked from tree to tree scavenging for anything edible that they could clench their beaks on. Their screams echoed bounced from tree to tree and into the night sky as water slowly leaked from the trees like a faulty tap and made a thud when it slapped the surface. Decaying plants filled the air with a smell that could bring a bear to his knees. A thick mist covered the landscape and could scare away any animal that would dare draw near.

With most writers, readers can identify what topics they tend to write about, how long their pieces often are, and what personal style these authors develop. While this is true of author Nathaniel Hawthorne, there are different elements that influence his writings. His life included many times of trials, many joys, and many ancestors that caused some turmoil within his mind. Two of his major works are influenced almost directly by his background (Werlock). Nathaniel Hawthorne threw his life into every single piece of his writing. His experiences, background, and the setting in which his life took place are prominent

She waited nervously outside the door for him to answer. She wasn’t sure if she should try to seem normal, or give it away that something was going on. As soon as he answered the door, she could tell he sensed it anyways.

The landlady took Billy up to his room. Once Billy got to his room, he unpacked everything that he had brought with him. The landlady came into his room and told him that he had to go and sign the book downstairs. “ Name and address, please.” she said.