Narrative Essay About A Haunted House

Every year for my birthday, my friends and I always go trick or treating, but this year we are planning something different. There is an old abandoned house at the end of Farside Ln. No one has dared to enter the house since Sheriff Willard discovered the bodies of

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

It was a bright, warm evening when we were so excited to get a tiny, adorable puppy at Huntington, West Virginia in an enormous, brick house.

Though abandoned, the house was still appealing. It never looked like a haunted house, yet it turns out it was. The once worn out furniture has since been replaced with brand new chairs showing a more modern style. My mom saw the wallpaper and fell in love. She always said it was a cute yet mysterious work of art that pulled the house together. Now I know that the wallpaper was mysterious. Day in and day out, my family worked on our new house until it was in “tip top” shape (as my mom always said). Never once did we have any suspicion of having evil birds trapped in our wall. Not until the fiftieth anniversary of their master’s death for their curse had been

The night before Halloween, Hailey and Lucas went to take their dog Harley for a walk. Even though it was only 8pm, it was pitch black outside. While Hailey was scared of the dark, Lucas was not. During the walk, they came across three very scary houses, so scary even Lucas was scared! First, was an abandoned house. The windows were broken, and the door was missing, but one single light was flickering. Hailey ran scared, while Lucas was laughing. Next, they came upon a very old house. Smoke was coming from the chimney but the house looked like it hasn’t been touched in years. Suddenly, the wind blew and all the shutters blew open! Hailey screamed! Scared to continue, Hailey wanted to go home but Lucas talked

I have not been as affected by horror movies as much as those around me. That being said, I am easily frightened by events that happen in a real life event. I believe my numbness movies are due to being subjected to horror films at an early age and my rational idea towards movies. I’ve always been a bit of a skeptic when it comes to horror in movies. The first experience I can recall from a horror movie memory would have to be Scream, coming to DVD when I was six years old. While watching the film I can remember thinking to myself, what is so scary about someone in a mask following people? Why don’t the teens on screen protect themselves? The willing suspension of disbelief was a difficult concept for me to understand until much later in life.

There weren't a premium of spaces for cars to park in the neighborhood Arlene lived in, possibly one per household, max. So it was hard for Stacey to tell if anybody was in the apartment waiting to pounce on her as soon as Arlene got to usher her into the apartment. However, as soon as Stacey got out of the car, she did sense that Arlen was close by. As much so as she had ever sensed him, or was drawn to him all those years to Nadley Pond. She wanted to run up the steps to the apartment and consume him in her arms, tell him what she came to say. Regardless of how she felt, she exhibited lady-like restraint and followed her daughter up the nine stepped apartment stoop to the front door. Good thing, too, because the uncomfortably tall steps

It was snack time in the Indoor Classroom. Sami was sitting next to Amaris and was positioned across from me at the table in the Play Dough Area. When I distributed the snacks which consisted of berries and plain yogurt, Amaris asked for both the berries and plain yogurt; however, Sami only asked for the plain yogurt. Sami was looking down, starring at his plain yogurt. The moment that I served Amaris, she started to mix the berries with the plain yogurt. Sami turned his head to the side and saw Amaris mixing the berries and plain yogurt. I watched for a few minutes as Sami was concentrated looking at what Amaris was doing. Sami asked with a kind talk for a second portion, but specifically asked if I could put the berries to

What if it was Halloween night and you were worried that someone or something was inside your own house? Well, what if that did happen? Keep reading to find out more.

They headed to the kitchen. Jimin could swear that Henry’s house way too big for a family of three.

The House of Spirits by Isabel Allende is captivating novel full of the supernatural and realistic sides of the Trueba women. Allende’s use of the supernatural heightens suspense, enhances the setting, and complicates the plot (Jenkins). The novel goes through three generations of women each one more involved with spirits than the previous. Clara is the mother of Blanca and grandmother of Alba which expresses the realism of spirits as Clara passes on. Allende uses her experiences as a woman to personify them through the three generations, emphasizing the bond between the three in form of ghosts and spirits and illustrates their power through their silence and voice truly creating a threat to the society. The silence allows for them to be

“Oren Peli once said, ‘The thing I find really scary about ghosts and demons is tat ylu don’t really know what they are or where they are. They’re not very well understood. You don’t know what they want from you. So it’s the kind of thing you don’t even know how to defend yourself against. Anything that’s unknown and mysterious is very scary.’” Controversial topics range from global tragedies to the newest video game. One that has lived for centuries, is whether or not the supernatural and paranormal exist. Like every discussion, there are believers, and there are skeptics. Scientists tend to be the skeptics, while those with an adventurous mind tend to be those who believe that some other-world being exist. Scientists use experimentation to give explanations as to why someone would have a paranormal experience, and most have been successful in what they were proving, but those who are believers also give excellent points to why their experiences have no scientific proof with them making it hard to choose a side. Since the dawn of time, there were ghosts, and every person has their own belief, but many might not know for sure because of the variety of explanations.

There's this house around the corner from where I live It's a two story house that looks like it's been there for a hundred years not to mention it is creepy really creepy if you want my advice I would never ever walk by that house at night or even dare to go inside. There is a legend that a family used to live there the Williams and one dark and rainy night daughter Janice Williams was listening to music her brother Carter Williams was in his room reading comics and the parents were asleep. Later that night Janice and Carter heard a knock on the door so they went down to see who it was but when they look there was no one there so they went back upstairs but when the next day came they were all dead i wont say the gory details but ill just

People see me as a old, nice, playful house, but i’m as mean and haunted as can be. I have nosey neighbors across the street. I believe they, think they see me move and blink. Which I do cause i’m a haunted house, but I don’t do it in front of them. I like to stay looking nice, so when people on halloween day teepe me and throw thing on my yard I get so upset that I kill them. You ask how, I’m just like a human. The house is my face, the windows are my eyes, the door is my mouth, and the red long rug is my tongue. I would scope the person up with my tongue and leave them in the basement with nothing to die. So when those little nosey people first step on my land there are gone. GoodBye. When everyone starts going missing they won’t ever think

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