Descriptive Essay On A Haunted House

The street I live on has a lot of houses on it, and mine just happens to be one of them. Each house has its own driveway each one unique in its own way. Most of them are paved driveways, but mine happens to be made from hard pack. I can picture the driveway when it was built, still in the same place and still being made of rocks.

It was the perfect night for an adventure through a haunted house. My cousins Mariah and Tyina were planning to join me on a October 31st night to remember. The first thing the three of us did was get dinner and talk about how we were kind of nervous to go and walk the haunted house. After dinner we all got in the car and drove to our destination and then we bought the tickets and were waiting to get in. We all felt as if we had butterflies in our stomachs. As we were about to walk through the door to the haunted house we were startled because of all the strange sounds that we were hearing as we walked in. Finally we were able to look around. We were not so scared until Tyina had stumbled upon a mysterious door.

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

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.

In Edgar Allan Poe’s short story “The Fall of the House of Usher,” Poe incorporates a lyric titled “The Haunted Palace,” which is about a placid kingdom that turns from a idyllic, celestial, asylum to an insidious sepulcher, home to countless cadavers. The original regent of this tremendous country, Thought, was violated and overthrown by the demons of lunacy, leading to its devastated circumstance. Poe includes this poem to compare his eerie vision of a palace to the once radiant and luminous House of Usher, through the fissures that appear within the sanities of the residents of both households. At one time, the Usher family held dominion over their estates and their minds, but now the mansion has fallen into disarray, with decaying bricks

It was a cold Halloween night and my friends talked me into going to the haunted house. As I stood there scared gazing at the dilapidated house I shivered it felt like ice had replaced my spine. My friends laughed because they knew I dint like going to things like that but they dragged me out anyway. The multiple layer of clothing I had on could not protect against the deathly cold. The walkway leading up to house were cracked covered with fake spiders and bugs. Weeds poked out from these cracks. The moonlight had a ghostly like glow on the house. Vines formed a twisted maze upon the side of house, reaching their tentacles towards the roof.

Abruptly I awoke to what sounded like shattered glass out in the hallway. Nervously I arose from the bed, and quietly crept towards the door. With trembling hands, I began to open the creaky door, however, the door flew open and knocked me to the ground. I was petrified to see a black figure moving closer towards me. All of sudden, I started to hear tiny giggles from a girl who approached me with her hands holding a doll that was decrepit and stained from years of abuse. The girl was clothed in a dirty white dress, black boots plastered with mud, and she had black hair straggling around her face. She looked directly at me with a seriously scary expression. Her lips were pink with a twisted and tormented smile, while her face was pale, as white as a ghost, but splattered with grey freckles. “Play with me,” she said with an eerie voice that slightly

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 two short stories A Pair of Tickets by Amy Tan and The Haunted House by Virginia Wolf are both deep with emotion and feeling a place of their past to celebrate their life revealing memories of the days gone by. The feeling of love is presented in two different fashions with similarities and differences first through Amy Tan’s story of a living family in search for her sister and seeing family after numerous years. The author, Virginia Wolf who tells the story of a couple who are ghosts and return to their house they once lived looking for a treasure. Insight to love in both stories foreshadowing, figurative language, and flashbacks allow the reader to understand the search for love, the fulfillment of memories and whom they love.

A group of friends walked up to an old, seemingly abandoned house. They couldn’t see inside because of the dirt and cobwebs on the windows. When they turned the doorknob to see if it was locked, the door creaked open as if it has been closed for years. Me and my friends , Hayden ,Annie ,Kacy , and Rush were walking up old stairs to this abandoned house . As we walk in the house the door shut Annie screamed and I told her to ,’’shut up ,’’ we all didn't think about the door closing on its on except Annie . So we keep walking around to see if there is light willed Annie keeps yapping about the door. As we were walking around to see if there was light , we did not proceed that we were in a abound house so the light will not work because no one lives here so no one could pay the bills . So we looked in Rush's bag to get the flashlights . As we walk around Kacy started to joke around like what if we die , or what if theres ghost ,or what if we get trap here , so that made Annie really scared . kacy loves to try to scarier use but it doesn't work expect Annie .

It was all so sudden but I realized I made the choice to go. As much as I wanted to go my gut thought differently. The day was very groggy and had been packed with band practice until the evening. For years I yearned to go, but in trepidation, I could not go. I had finally arrived at dusk as the fog rolled in from the ground as I entered California’s Great America Halloween Haunt. The music was a cacophony throughout the park making it seem more gruesome than it already was. Luckily my friend Jacob came with me, which made me feel gregarious. When walking into one of the haunted houses, I was very fidgety and agitated. I was anxious about going somewhere where I didn't

I wasn’t allowed to do this, but I couldn’t resist. It was a broken down old house in the street behind ours. It is a house with the yellow paint peeling off to show the hundred-year-old red wood that was used to build it underneath. The paint was fading away as rain eroded the house. No one knew if there was someone living in there. It was practically yelling at me, “JAMES, COME IN HERE! I AWAIT YOUR PRESENCE!”

“Hey” I yelled running up to my friends. “Oh hello” my friends all said in unison. My friends consisted of mary,riley,and samantha we had all been friends for a while now and got along pretty well. “ So are you guys ready to go to the haunted house yet?” “No but I probably never will be so I guess I am” riley said a little too loudly. “Okay then let's go” mary said with enthusiasm. So we went off walking towards the haunted house. We blended in pretty well with all the children trick-or-treating because we had all dressed up even though none of us were trick-or-treating. I was wearing a costume that made me look like a demon. Sam was a ballerina, mary was a unicorn, riley was an elf but the type from lord of the rings.

"This is something that brings out the kid in me," Asmussen, 52, said Friday of All Hallows Eve, Naper Settlement's annual haunted house extravaganza that's been attracting thousands of visitors for the last 13 years.

On October 14, 2016 Tara,Briyana,and I scrambled into the car getting ready for one of the most scariest moments of our lives. All of our hearts we pounding out of our chests.We were getting ready to go the the 13th Floor Haunted house attraction. It was a big deal for Tara and Bri but for me it wasn’t as a big deal because this was my second time going. The first time I went i went with a really close friend of mine and we both chickened out, but this time I was going to make it count. We were so excited earlier in the day we couldn't stop thinking about the haunted house we were all nervous of course but be were super excited.