Narrative Essay On Salmiakki And Ahm

Jason glanced through the car window as his father pulled into the driveway of their new house, dirty and plain. Their family had moved from Texas into a house in the misty woods with the nearest city, Flora, half a mile away. I don’t like this place thought Jason.

A huge wistaria vine covered the whole front of the house. The trunk, it was too large to call a stem, rose at the corner of the porch by the high steps, and had once climbed its pillars; but now the pillars were wrenched from their places and held rigid and helpless by the tightly wound and knotted arms. It fenced in all the upper story

The tones go off, there is a scramble for shirts, ties, and boots. Dispatch announces a motor vehicle accident five blocks away. EMTs and Paramedics climb into ambulances. Police are reporting multiple personal injuries. There is a rush of adrenaline through all those involved. The street comes alive with flashing red and white lights and screaming sirens. Ambulances tear down the street to the accident scene. They arrive to find four cars involved in a high-speed collision. There are seven people involved in this particular accident. Additional trucks are requested and the original scene repeats itself as three more teams join the first two at the scene.

When the boys leave the room they find the area where they had eaten the night before. They then went down a hallway which was unfamiliar. The lights in the hallway then go off, a

When the road is clear, Alyssa jogs across. Her clothes are already damp enough that she doesn't care if they get any more wet. The front of the building that looms before her is made of an ominous brick and ivy combination, the creeping plant winding its way through the metal bars over blacked out windows. A peeling sign printed in red says: USE SIDE ENTRANCE PLEASE. A look up at the dilapidated building shows the swirling storm clouds above. Alyssa decides to accept the fortune that has come her way, just this once.

The two continued to argue on seemingly no end what the right solution would be, they both sat in the car and prepared to head back home. It was now late and dark and it was clear that they were both completely freaked out. The longing for a simple night of playing call of duty and drinking mountain dew seemed so much better than what had transpired. They both clicked in their seatbelts and began the drive back into town. The ride back was again silent the two boys didn’t really know what to do or how to go about what they just

“I want to find out what’s up there.” As she drove to the tallest peak surrounding the town, she looked at the white fluffy clouds covering portions of the mountaintop before noticing the two-story house in the field and stopped. Looking at the tiles missing, the loose boards hanging from the roof, and the weeping willows with their long limbs wrapped around the house and the vines covering portions of the house gave it a true, ghost story façade.

Rosey looked out her window at the apartment building next to hers. Across from Rosey’s window of another apartment an old ivy vine was dying. Leaf after leaf fell to the ground below when soon only a few were left. She did not know anything about the people who lived in that apartment building, nor that someone else was watching the same vine as each leaf fell to the ground.

The moon rose over the ruins of the village, bathing the roads in an eerie silver glow. Destroyed buildings, some with fires still burning within, littered the town. The old architecture crumbled to the ground, no longer able to hold itself up. The wind whipped fiercely across the battered landscape. Silence echoed throughout the rubble, not a single person in sight. The inky darkness of the night slowly became more pronounced as time moved forward.

The building had been abandoned for a long time. It was four storeys and overlooked a deadly set of stairs that ran alongside a cliff. It was a rich building: rich in culture, rich in beauty, but richest of all in its history.

The wind whistled through the trees, like voices whispering in your ear. The old crab apples were like hands sprouting from the ground, reaching toward the sky that was just out of reach. The itself sky was pitch black, a yawning abyss of emptiness. The cobbled path stretched onward, twisting and turning, only to finally stop at an old, victorian style mansion.

The splendiferous sunrise stood over the Chesapeake village. While waiting for an escape behind a bush, a suspicious "hello" came from somewhere. I look to its direction rapidly, it came from the crowd. There were many chattering and whispers, but only a blur sound reached me. However, I know they are talking about the boy who made a blunder mistake. My heart increased its speed. Hurriedly, I look for a auspicious path and fled.

Waking back up; she found herself still in the marshes, still intact. Hearing groans coming from the overgrowth; she went to investigate. The eldest of the boys laid on the floor, his body contorted in agony, staring into her eyes with great remorse. She witnessed his final moments. Expiring too, directly after their synchronised injuries, the other two boys became free of their brief agonies.

The doctor went out on the porch. The screen door slammed behind him. He heard his wife catch her breath when the door slammed.

Roger woke up to hearing a random owl hooting, so automatically looking outside he saw that it was pitch black and so he got up hearing another loud squeak and wandering around the plain old boring rectangular room and realizing that he could escape the orphanage and run off to the nice lady. So Roger tiptoed over to the door listening to the sounds outside the door than slowly he opened the door and looked both ways but he saw nobody so he slowly walked out the door entrance and and then he started walking fast down the hallway still seeing nobody. Next he ran down the stairs trying to get out of the orphanage as fast as possible. He ran down the main hallway passing the main desk and he tried opening the doors but it did not open so he went behind the main desk and opened up one of the