Descriptive Essay On A Haunted House

It is present day in a small town known as Salem, MA. Its getting closer and closer to Halloween. I see the leaves are beginning to change, the nights are getting cooler, the sounds of tractors in the field harvesting crops, the sight of pumpkins everywhere decorating houses with faces and designs carved into them surround the neighborhood. Salem, MA is a very quiet town where everyone knows everyone and everyone gets along, for the most part.

“You didn’t have to convince people the place was haunted. Because as we all know the house has been rumored to be haunted for years,” I explained. “You just had to stir things up and add to the existing fears.”

The children unlocked the door. With tears on her face, Margot slowly walked towards the door and pushed it lightly. The kids glanced at each other, wondering who was going to tell her about the event. They all felt extremely guilty.“We….um”, one of them started.

On August 16, 2006, at exactly 03:00, normality for Fiona Berman ceased to exist and The Richmond Haunting began.

When they walked through the doors of the haunted house in the graveyard, it had an instantly spooky aroma. The door itself was wooden and starting to rot away and fall from its hinges, although that kind of describes the whole house, falling apart. To the right there was a small staircase with ten or eleven steps leading upstairs and a doorway below them leading downstairs. There was old furniture scattered across the old house but it was all ripped up or broken. To the left of the room was a locked door that was still in perfect condition and was reinforced very well. Despite the attempts of two of the four members of their group of four teenagers, the door remained locked and closed. Going straight through the arch in front of them led to the dining room which is where the bad things began.

After a great win on a cold October night, a group of close friends planned to hang out. After 30 minutes and the group couldn’t think of anything to do, Jesse said he had heard about a real haunted house. They all wanted to go, so Jesse got the directions to the house and off they went. Hannah was the driver because she was more serious and most of them had been drinking. She drove for about 45 minutes when she finally got on the dirt road where the house was, as they got closer and closer to the location of the house they began to get goosebumps and the shivers. John was messing around, like he always did, just trying to weird them all out. As the group of friends reached where the directions they had received, ended, there wasn’t a

The bustle and clamor of the markets swelled in the autumn sunshine as I wove my way through the tight pack of people, clutching my bag of overpriced groceries to my chest like precious cargo. Sellers yelled out prices and the strains of a street performer’s guitar drifted from down the busy street.

As the four boys started to trickle into the house they could all sense and uneasy feeling; however, they ignored it and kept going deeper and deeper into the house. In the process of walking into the spooky home, they started to notice that they have been walking for a really long time. “Guys we have been walking into this house for ten minutes, don’t you think we should turn around, something about this house just doesn’t feel right.” Phil says panicky.

“It sounds as though someone is in the kitchen. I will call the police. You stay here and don’t make a sound until I return.” Andrew put on his robe and shoes and tiptoed out of the room. Margaret waited a few minutes before deciding she wanted to see what was going on downstairs. Putting on her robe, and went out into the hallway, to listen. When she was unable to hear anything, she went down the hall and stopped at the top of the stairway.

Bob,Jimmy and Tom are going down Normal street to stay the night at the haunted house after losing a race to Robert. Now Normal street sounds normal and it is during the day,but at night it’s a different story,it is rumored that the trees come to life and the ghost of an abandoned haunted house at the end of the road comes out. Not even parents would go near it. So they were going down the street to the haunted house “hey Jimmy,Tom isn't this street haunted.” “Bob calm down it's just a myth.” Tom said “But Robert said a little girl was locked inside a closet and forgotten about.” “Tom where's Jimmy” “I don't know. Hey Jimmy!” “BOO” “Aaaaaa” “HaHa you guys screamed like a little girl.” “Hey I screamed like a big girl.” “ya and i'm a dancing

She nodded her head a yes and a guy appeared taking us to the isolation room instead of the lady. The isolation room is a room from the 1900s when people on the Mary Queen were sick and were sent to the isolation room. Of course this room was never used ever since, mostly because everything was so old and haunted that people were actually afraid to go down there. Once we got to the nurse's room we trying laying down on the old bunk beds. Sherry got on the bottom while Drew got on the top. I quickly rushed him off, noticing that the top was bending. Sherry got off and then we headed down more noticing a door. “This is the door that crushed about 3 men or more,” said the guy leading us. As we were walking down we saw something like a ship. We got to the place where someone died and asked if there was anyone there with an audio recorder. We didn't hear anything at first but once we got to the suite room, we checked if the audio recorder picked up anything. We heard something that was so quiet that it couldn't be any of us whispering. “We’re so f*cking screwed,” said

As they go in, Ashley see’s her brother and runs to him as he’s stunned on what he see’s. She looks up and see’s the house is covered with heads of all kinds of animals hanging on the walls. Deer, Elk, Moose, Duck, Bears, Mountain Lion, Tigers. Ashley says,” Let's, get out of here.” This place is so creepy. Just as Ashley, her friends, and Zach turn there’re heads, in the corner of all their eyes and see a shadow move fast and hear a very creepy laugh. “Ahhhhhhh!” Yelled everyone. They all run for the door and try to open it, but they

High upon a lonely hill surrounded by a great dark forest, stood an ancient, crumbling manor, known as the Haunted House. The windows were all smashed and it looked like the house was used a long time ago and was never used again. The font gates were as old as the hills. It belonged to a greedy old man, he was as short as a stump, he was really grumpy and fat who everyone said he was a wizard. Even though he owned the immense haunted house he didn’t dare to go inside because he was frightened like a child in dark, so he lived in the small cottage in the grounds of the manor, with just his black cat for company. He was as lonely as the master who has go to war, but hews happy, because he had a true love. His true love was gold, and he had

The night was Tuesday October 31st - Halloween night! I, Jackson, was coming home from a halloween party that my friend Jim had at his home. I have been friends with Jim my whole life and was excited to go to his party.

“In the year of 1989, there was a street named Elm, in the state of Wyoming. Few chose to live on that street, and they all knew about the haunted house, up on the hill, on the west side of town, coming off of Elm. Once, I spent the week with some friends and, Halloween came upon us, while I stayed with them.” I was telling my first-grade brother and his friends stories to scare them out of their wits. Besides, no one wants little kids tagging along with you to go trick or treating, when you could go with your friends to Haunted Houses, and not ones set up by the town hall. “We were just about to pass the house, not thinking anything of it, when we heard a moan coming from Old Man Reaper’s house.” Their eyes grew wide with fear. Mr. G.