Descriptive Essay On Haunted House

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.

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.

It was very odd for me to be nervous about exploring an old, allegedly haunted house. I just didn’t feel right, I almost felt so weird I went home, but I stayed. It was about 11:45 p.m. when I finally gathered enough courage to go into the house. I went in through a back window because both doors to the house were locked. As soon as I

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

“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.

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.

The house that I’ve grown up in is very unique, my parents built it by hand. With no help from anyone besides some family and friends. My dad and his ex wife started building it before they got divorced, and there was only 2 floors because then it was only a home for a family of 4. When my mom and dad got married they had to build more onto it because the family of 4 turned into a family of 6. Plus both of my parents would help anyone that needed it, and so they became foster parents. All my siblings and their children call where I live “The Farm” because our house sits on around 450 acres land, that have anywhere from horse and cows grazing on it at almost all times year, to baling hay during the summer months. There is always something going on at The Farm.

For two nights, a dozen historic houses on the Naperville history museum's 12-acre Naperville campus are transformed into haunted dwellings filled with creepy characters and things that go bump in the night.

Being stuck in a hospital is bad enough, but when your the head other the hospital and are being followed by ghosts it turns to a new level of bad. Ebenezer Scrooge was one of the most cold hearted man in St. Mary’s hospital. Scrooge was like a rock, never letting anyone in or talking about his feelings. Always pushing down people’s insecurities, and making them feel like the lowest on the Earth. Scrooge had already been visited by the ghost of Christmas past, he knew the next ghost can appear out of nowhere.

On Halloween Day, Mia and her friends went trick-or-treating around her neighborhood. Mia was dressed as a bumblebee and her friends were ladybugs and butterflies. As they went around the neighborhood, Mia said “There is always this one house that I think is haunted. I have always wanted to check it out, but my mom said no… would you guys want to?” Her friends said yes, so they went to the house and climbed the creaking front porch steps. As they were approaching the house, they saw that there were broken/shattered windows, some shingles on the roof were gone, and part of the front door was gone. Mia got chills all up and down my spine as if there were little needles poking her when she went to reach for the doorbell of the house. All of a sudden, Mia hears mice squeaking through the house as she rings the doorbell and a bird suddenly flies out of one of the windows. No one answers them so Mia says “Looks like there isn’t anyone home… should we just go in?” Mia’s friend, Maddie, says “Are you crazy? This place is like haunted!” Her other friend, Alyssa, says “It’s probably fine, let’s check it out guys!” When they get inside, all they see is the lots and lots of furniture covered in white/cream colored sheets, tons of dust, and some dirt. When Alyssa uncovered one of the pieces of furniture sitting by the door, there was some kind of red drops on it and it looked to be fairly new. “I don’t like the look of these drops on the couch… can we go?” Maddie replies, “You’re fine,

“Life is not measured by how many breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breathe away.” - Dr. Maya Angelou. To others this quote may spark an image of a serene beach overlooking a breathtaking sunset, but to me, this quote entails my fond memories of going to a haunted mansion and school field trip off to the wilderness.

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.”

It was a cool October day, the small town of St. Marie, Wisconsin was getting ready for

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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.