Descriptive Essay On My Grandfather's 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.

But how it all happened to me was terrible. I was sleeping when I heard a crash from down stairs. At first I thought it was my dog running into things again but then I heard my parents screaming. I was terrified more than ever before in my life. I quickly ran into my closet where I hid behind a few boxes. I then herd steps coming up stars then in the hallway leading into my room. I could hear them at my door. All I wanted to do was scream and run but I couldn’t I was too scared to move. The

It is a blood covered arm. I hear the sound again, this time a leg. Then an arm, then a leg, and finally a head. It is my Mom's. I back into one of the corners and look at the mirrors. All the mirrors are blocked by bodies and all of them turn to stare at me. I brake down and start crying and twitching. As I sit twitching due to all I've seen I look up and saw what caused

I am startled awake by a loud bang. I am still tucked neatly under the sheets just as mommy left me before I went to bed, but Big Brother is no longer by my side. I turn to find my bedroom door wide open. I quietly climb out of bed and make my way to the hallway. As I make it to the door there is a sudden scream from downstairs and I know that it is Mommy. I fall to my hands and knees and begin to crawl to the stairs that would lead me to where Mommy was. I am halfway down when I hear Mommy scream, “Don’t you touch him!” I can not see them, but I could hear them. Mommy and Big Brother were screaming while he yelled at them angrily.

Screams. That’s all I could hear. I didn’t notice until someone pulled me down and clapped a hand over my mouth, that those screams were mine. Someone spun me around, and I found myself looking into the eyes of my best friend.

School is out! I ran and zipped through the back door into my safe haven. I leaned against the deciduous tree and watched as the graceful, draped foliage of this ornamental tree flowed in the cool brisk air. I sat there for a bit taking in the scent of freshly mowed grass and wet dirt, then I jumped up with excitement. A sudden, small burst of movement caught my eye. I followed the movement and walked steadily, cautiously, and carefully so as to not startle the creature, much like a tiger stalking its prey. The creature moved its head slightly and flickered its tongue, tasting the air. I moved close, and imitating my idols, I quickly placed my thumb gently but firmly on the head of the snake and my index finger under its head and picked it

Against odds appearing as though they could never get conquered, I’d managed to climb out of an inescapable hole. Upon reaching the halfway point of a six-week Summer 2012 crash course in Intermediate Spanish, my grade stood at an awful 74% (or a solid C). A big opportunity for redemption soon arrived in the form of an assignment to give a four-to-six-minute presentation in Spanish about someone who has affected my life in a profound and powerful way. Using notes taken during a visit one weekend to Grandpa’s house, I gave a speech Professor Almonte thought was bueno enough to merit an ‘A’ grade. Feeling my confidence bolstered, I tackled the remaining tasks with a renewed dedication and completed what was back then my greatest academic turnaround

It was a very faint scream and as if somebody was being killed. The scream went on for a while and eventually ended with a gurgling. Everything was silent.

I could only hear extremely sharp ringing in my ears and nothing else. All I can really remember from this point is lying down on the floor against one of the table legs and passing out. After a certain amount of time, my step-dad rushed up the stairs, paramedics following, and he was in my face screaming things that I couldn’t understand and can’t remember. I had an overwhelming feeling of anger that ran all over my body so I began spitting on the paramedics. I was so in and out that I don’t recall how I got down the stairs, but I remember being in the ambulance and one of the EMTs was trying to prick my finger while I was screaming and pulling away because I was scared of the pain it would cause. As the ambulance pulled out, I could hear the sound of sirens as we drove away from my apartment; and then I was out

The day before this disheartening happening, my mother and I had went to see the movie Incarnate. To save their lives in the movie, they had to jump out the window. That chilling movie was the cause that kept me up all night; however, I was determined to make myself fall asleep. Eventually, I drifted off into a light sleep, only to be awakened by thunderous knocks on the doors and windows. These knocks were so powerful it sounded as if the door was bellowing out for help. It was four in the morning when I finally fell asleep. Mother said that she recalled hearing car doors, but didn’t think anything about them. The mystery man, who was trying to get into the house, came to my window first. I flew out of

So i run up stairs as fast as a race car to my room.Then i see glass on the ground.But my stepfather was not the one to break the glass...it was my dog CHARLIE. Charlie was on the ground .looking like he just saw the scariest thing in the world! What i could infer was my dog was scared because it was windy so he comes into my room because it makes him feel safe . So i comfort him for a couple of seconds .Then i pick up the glass on the ground and room.And i put the glass on the table and there is a bookshelf behind it.There is a book one the ground then i hear

“Hey there bud, what’s wrong? Do you want anything?” I whispered hoping that I didn’t wake up anyone that was in the house that was sleeping. “Hey mom, there’s a person inside the house and grandma and uncle Eduardo are fast asleep in the other room” I told her with a worried tone in my voice. A few seconds after I told her a loud thud was heard that came from the roof of the house, I got really scared that I hugged my mom tight and she tried to comfort me even though she was also scared, I could hear her heart thumping really hard like she

There was a sharp rapping at the door and I almost shrieked out in terror...It was like my worst fear coming to life...

I was walking along the street when suddenly I heard footsteps behind me. Someone was following me. I was scared, and I started to run. The sound of the footprints became louder and faster. My heart was beating quickly. All things that scared me came to my mind. I imagined all types of monsters and animals in that moment. I was running and running and running until I felt it so close to me. Then, I decided to be brave as much as I can and stop. I started walking slowly until I stopped completely. Then, I took a deep breath before entering the battlefield. Suddenly, I felt something on my shoulder. I closed my eyes and I started screaming. my screams were mixed with sounds of laugher. I thought that I was envisaging until I heard my sister saying

The snake was black with bloody red stripes, it had black eyes and it was as long as 20 buffalos, the snake would not speak but left terror in the four hunters.