Descriptive Essay On A Haunted House

I’m just getting in the door, and I say to myself “oh course it has to be a two story house.” As I walk into the house I get shivers up my spine, and I know something is in the house I just don’t know what. As me being the curious one I know I have to keep going, and there I was standing in the doorway of a “haunted house.” I looked all through the living room, but I didn’t see anything. I was as scared as a jack-rabbit that had heard the howl of a wolf. I was just about to step on the first step, but I heard something run right past me. I turned around quicker than the speed of light, but then again nothing was there. I walked all the way up the stairs, and I started looking in the rooms. In the last room I checked I saw something crouched down in the corner.

“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.

“No, I want you to tell us how you know we won’t run away?” I interrupted, I still couldn't swallow the clearly fake kindness coming from this guy.

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.

The scenery is still very warming like a puppy that is held close to your chest. The old water tower remains standing protruding through the earth. Dust floats in the air, creating clouds, when we drive down the jerky road. I look around, nothing has changed from last time I was here, the grain bins still reflect the sun. Each corn stalk stood tall and firm making it difficult for me to see what mom and I always drive for. The pressure on the gas pedal increased giving the car a jolt of energy like a kid who has just three bags of candy. Then it came into view, with the tree swing still hanging in the backyard waiting for someone. I pulled into the carmel driveway shifting the car into park allowing it to rest and closed the door with a “clunk”. As I turned around the house stood silently still, I took a deep filling my lungs with the most amazing feeling.

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 .

A good old fashioned haunted house, and of course I had to be smack dab in the middle of it.

One Saturday morning my mom woke me up earlier than usual. I remember it was a day with the perfect weather, fresh but sunny and windy. I can still feel the wind touching the back of my neck through my short hair. My parents, my brother and I got in our car, I did not even ask where we were going, I assumed we were heading grandma’s house as usual so that she can take care of us while my parents work, but this time we took a different route. We got to this strange place, so I asked, “What are we doing here?” and nobody responded. It was like a type of house, on the outside it looked like it had two stories, but when you enter, you realize that it was only one story. This place had a very high ceiling, the old paint peeled off the walls, full of bits of rotten wood. The main door was made out of old rotten and rusty aluminum. This site at first glance looked like a haunted house during Halloween, but certainly, the backyard was the darkest part; it was filled with leaves of all colors and sizes, small trees, and shrubs; it looked just like a jungle. The bathroom was separate from the building, it was a small room with a dirty, old toilet and a sink. After my brother and I, two little kids explored that creepy place, we noticed that behind us, more people were coming, we knew some of them, some not, but they brought with them buckets of paint, brushes, rollers, carpentry materials, brooms, and mops. It was then when I had to ask again "What are we doing here?" My parents

There once was a girl named Grace and she had just moved into Clear Water 2 weeks ago and had already made friends with both of her neighbors Jackson and Kylie, Jackson and Kylie had been living in Clear Water since they were 3 and 4 years old. As soon as Grace moved in they both warned her about uncle Gage’s house… Jackson told her the whole story...“Once upon a time there was a little boy named Jack, his father and mother had both passed away when he was 6 years old in a car accident. So he had to move in with his Uncle Gage who he had never met… when they met the first thing Jack asked was “Why are you all alone?” Uncle Gage looked very tired and lonely and didn’t answer. Jack thought he had a wife named Annabelle but his thoughts might have been wrong.”

My bus ride home came to a screeching halt. My bus driver is not a very good driver. I stepped, well more like jumped down the steps of the school bus and I wish I could say I stuck the landing, but sadly I didn’t. I almost went head first into a tree, but I caught myself and played it off as I quickly got my balance back and walked towards my house as if nothing had happened.

It was only a couple of nights before October 31,2017 Halloween. There was a haunted house that Xavier was helping set up. He loved Halloween because of all the candy. Xavier is 17 years old. Xavier was buying more stuff to put into the haunted house. He went to the haunted house to set up. It was finally the night October 31,2017. Xavier was on his way to the haunted house.

OMG!!! I think my house is haunted! I heard doors opening and closing in the middle of the night. The microwave going off for no reason. laughing sounds coming from my basement and And I heard people saying my name I don't know who they are but I hear them it is weird and I told my my parent say that it's just me But it's not just me I hear it I see it one time I saw some black figure out right in my living room it'll is all black and tall and I went to the bathroom as I went back to my room and I almost crap myself I ran into my sister's door and broke it. I got really scared and I told my parents like no you're just trying to scare us But I said okay then it’s okay watch when you get captured in the middle of the

Any person in the right mind wouldn’t like living the life that I’m living. But I guess I’m not in the right mind, considering I love my life. My mom died when I was five from cancer. I don’t remember her much, but judging from stories my dad told me, she seemed very nice. And from the pictures I’ve seen I know she was beautiful, I’m talking super model looks. She must not have been any kind of model, though or else we would have had a lot more money. In case you didn’t know, I’m Alexa (preferably Alex) and I have cancer as well. Leukemia. I can tell my dad worries about me. If I died he’d be all alone, but I don’t plan on doing that anytime soon. Speaking of,

On a dry hot day in the middle of August, I was awaken to mother’s happy voice saying, “We ‘re here guys!” My excited family and I had just arrived at our two-story brick house at a beautiful resort called “Ding Ding Castle” in Orlando, Florida. My mom, Aunt Wanda, Uncle TJ, cousin Cameron, friend Ronald, Grandmother Doris, Granddad Carlton, sister Kenzie, cousin Kaylan, and I were all planning on staying one long week together. When I got out of the car, I immediately smelled the fresh air and smoke from someone having a barbeque nearby and could taste the fresh grass that had just been finely cut. The bright yellow sun was beaming down on us, making me sweat instantly. I looked around and saw the rows of houses next to each other and noticed that each one had its own personal swimming pool in the back. There were tall palm trees in each yard and every house had new and shiny cars in the driveway. Our house was two stories high and was made of bright red bricks that made it stand out from all of the other houses. The house was surrounded with light green grass and had a porch with dark blue chairs sitting in a row. It was definitely one of the biggest and prettiest houses I had ever seen