Mild: Do You Believe In Mystic Story?

Explanatory essay When I was 10 years old, I walked into a scary apartment with a cemetery in the back with me brother and his friends. The wind was blowing so hard like someone was giving me a sign not to go in but I did. When I went in the the apartment there was a sign that said “beware” in red colors. My brother and his friends when into a room with burnt doll heads.

On this day it was hard to get out of bed, so I had to use my window seal to pull myself up and all I could see was complete darkness throughout my house. Then I heard someone yelling “Lizabeth!” and I looked out my front oval window and saw my Marigolds all smashed and ruined. So then I opened the window and all I could smell was the newly developed smell of dew and my smashed Marigolds. Finally, the yelling stopped for a second and then I could hear a little boy crying and saying, “Lizabeth, stop, please stop!” So I walked out and saw a little girl in my Marigold garden. So I walked up to her and she got really scared and just stared at me and I think she was just trying to recognize who I was because it was pitch black out. Then she recognized

Back in the 1900s there was a rumor going around the small town of Jefferson that there was a haunted house back in the woods that nobody has ever been to in about 75 years. On May 24, 1922, 3 kids named Ashley, Billy, and Cody put it to the test to see if they could find this house that everyone had been talking about. When they found the house after 4 hours of searching for it, all 3 kids walked up to the house. From the outside the house was very scary, big bushed not trimmed down, veins running down every window that they could see, and a big door that had not been painted or touched in a really long time. As Cody knocked on the door they got a little frightened at the sight of the door opening by itself when Cody knocked. “The house already

1. In the article "Whispers From The Grave" by, Katia Bachko the question is raised why do ghost stories interest people so much? People are interested in ghost stories because of the stories are entertaining. "In part, ghost stories are a good source of harmless entertainment" (Bachko 7). This shows that people are very interested in ghost stories, because the stories are very entertaining to people when bored and have nothing to do. Also people are drawn to ghost stories is because of guessing how it's fake. "Part of the fun is guessing how it might be faked" (Bachko 7). This shows that people are drawn to these stories because of guessing on how the stories are fake, so that the shows are interesting and fun to watch. In conclusion people

Like clockwork we begin our studies. We were working on a project and I was feeling pretty confident about it. As we were busy working a teacher came in looking distraught; I had figured that a student had gotten into a fight in the hallway and she needed some help breaking them up considering all the commotion outside. After she received the news my teachers face had turned white, as if she had seen a ghost. She had calmly walked to the TV, as if in disbelief of the events that had happen, and

It was a late cloudy Saturday off day at the end of September. It was just a week before the opening of the haunted house , Dominoe had no told anyone of her plan for that day . Dominoe had set up a schedule for the medium brother and sister to show up at around four. She wanted to get some kind of permission and keep it secret at the same time for what she was about to do . She walked to the part of the school that she dreded , she bumped into Ms. Candie Rivet , the casting room director . Ms. Candie has been a volunteer for years there , her son was brought to the school for help . During her sons time in learning she devoted her time to helping raise money to keep the school open . She had redish short blonde hair in her fifties . She also had keys to both the haunt and the active school. “ Can I help you sweetie ?” She said with a smile , she had so much sweetness in her. “ Hi I'm Dominoe the exective director of the

is the people who reported this to him say it was no ordinary ghost. The ghost that they

As I headed up stairs, the Landlady stays down stairs so instead of going to my room I head to Gregory and Mr. Mulholland's room on the trird story. I open the door and it makes a high pitched squeaky noise, as I go in it is dark and silent and it smells like a graveyard. I look around and find a candle I quickly light the candle and look around I see the two boys in there beds with their eyes wide open, but they say nothing so

Anyway the story begins when I was going into a haunted house with my friend . I was wearing a reaper costume.we got half way through the haunted house then a clown jumps out at us and he had a knife, so we did not stick around to find out what he wanted. The clown chased us out of the haunted house and chased us for 30 minutes, so we were jumping fences.

Dear Diary: Today was Halloween and I had on my witch costume. It was also the first time that I went inside the Westing house. My friend Doug Hoo bet me that if I stayed in the house, he would give me two dollars for each minute I was inside the house. Even though I didn’t want to, I walked up to the Westing mansion. When I lifted my quivering hand to the door, I thought to myself, “I only have to stay in here for thirteen minutes because twenty-five dollars will pay for a newspaper subscription” Clutching my mom’s cross in my hand, I hesitantly walked inside. The room closest to me had a few billiard tables. I grabbed a billiard cue to protect myself and crept up the steps. As I reached the top of the steps, an

I was walking around the halls of what seemed to be a school. It was not my high school and looked a lot like the basement of Beatty Hall at Loyola. I couldn't find the classroom I was looking for and no one else around me was looking for the same class. There was no one around me to help locate my destination. I finally found the correct room and took a left into the

We left and I said why don’t we just bury him in the ground. We did, we were all so glad we got rid of it. We back to my house and slept for a long time. I woke up and saw the mummy, I said Lukas, we have to go get that mummy. Me and Lukas went grabbed the mummy and snuck in the incinerate place and burned the mummy. We went back, and went to bed. We woke up and never told anyone what happen. A YEAR GOES BY, at the dance on friday the thirteenth there are rumors that the first 5 people to leave the dance would be haunted or followed by a mummy. But after a while we weren 't having fun so we planned on leaving. Were walked in the hallway’s to leave the dance. that if you leave the first 5

As I walked to my classroom through the lying leaves, it gave some cracking noises. When I entered the room, I saw pictures hanging on the blue wall. I sat down in a wood tables with two Vietnamese girls, and hoping that they would help me with english in class. When I asked the girl sitting next to me for help, she

It was after the recital which id been waiting outside of since the start. It was dark, so dark I couldn't see the whisky bottle i had been drinking from. Finally, after waiting for a long while kids started to exit the school. I think i must of been pretty drunk because the youngest Finch child looked like a ham. When the kids got on their way I began to follow them. I don’t know how but i guess they heard me and stopped. Lucky for me it was dark enough that they couldn’t see me. They stopped again, but this time they screamed something. Maybe they saw someone they knew but i just ignored it. The third time they stopped i went for it. I snatched them up and mashed and squished at the ham shaped child. Then the boy came a shoved her out of my arms. I chuckled at the boy. He was so small and scrawny, it was hysterical that he thought he could fight me. I let him struggle for a little and then i pushed him to the ground. His elbow hit the concrete and made a loud crack. After that a strange man came out of nowhere. Ha came at me with a knife of some sort and before i could fight back i was up against the tree and everything went

I turned on my flashlight, it was the first thing that came to my mind. As, the bright light flashed its way on, were the “shadow” I saw a couple seconds ago was gone, it must have gone back into the house have to check this out. I decided to go into the “Haunted Mansion”, I walked in and every step I took, the wooden floor made a loud “CREAK!!!” The lights are so dim, that you can’t see anything far away into the darkness, this was literally a maze. I walked until I noticed there was a staircase heading up to this second floor. I took a couple steps towards the stairs then All of sudden, the most creepiest sound in history of sounds filled my ears, it was the sound of tiny footsteps of children running around… I took one step onto the stairs and it made a huge noise. Then the running noise stopped. I listen, my heart stopped……