Personal Narrative : Coming To A Halloween Party

In “The Hallowe’en Party” by Miriam Waddington and “The Lottery” by Shirley Jackson, symbols are used to illustrate the different themes that make appearances throughout both narratives. In “The Hallowe’en Party”, there is an underlying message of hope that is conveyed at various points, though the most prominent is when the farm land is introduced. As an immigrant, Mr. Luria was likely nervous and scared about the idea of moving to a new country that was completely different in terms of society and culture. Despite this, he was determined to settle in Canada which would explain his need to “… [search]… for landscapes that were like his old home” (Waddington). He found a piece of Russia in the farm land

Have you ever had a time you were very afraid of a scary themed event? You were so shocked you couldn’t move. All of this happened to me and my siblings in “Six Flags: Fright Fest”. My parents dropped us off because they had work to do. And they didn’t like the idea of riding roller coasters that go very high up. It all happened last Halloween (October).

“Wait for me,”I said dashing towards my best friend, Megan and her mom, crunching all the leaves beneath my feet and trying to catch my breath.I will admit that Halloween is phenomenal but do you know what the best part is? Trick-or-treating.Ever since I came to know about Trick-or-Treating, I want to do it since it is my first time.Not only do I like Trick-or-treating because you get to have a lot of candy but also because it is a reunion of my friends and me, the cold weather gives me chills, and I get to see a lot of scary and beautifully decorated houses even some with fake graves.

My phone’s alarm went off early in the morning; I let it play a little more as the alarm was my favorite song. Instead of being cranky by the alarm, I bumped to it. The birds chirped from all angles, the neighbor’s dogs barked at each other, while he was too busy mowing to lawn. But, I was in a terrific mood anyway. The blinds, slightly open, let bright sun rays hit my floor, while the A/C blasted. I slowly got up, and let out a loud yawn. Bones cracked at every single body joint. The pleasing aroma of coffee and the savoring smell of eggs filled up my nostrils. I put both feet down, and head to the pull-up bar where I hang on it for a few seconds, stretching out my spine. I turn my head toward the calendar to make sure today was the day. Indeed it was, reading the month of July with 2008 written in big, bold letters. Butterflies filled up my stomach with goosebumps everywhere.

The only thing that took my interest that night was my train of thought. Horrid, unsettling thoughts that held my self-control and fed on it, seeming as though it enjoyed the pain I experienced. They didn’t stop, never took a break, echoing voices and small dancing memories that cause you to shutter. They were indescribable as well, something others wouldn’t understand. Of course, I knew this for a fact, the band had proven it. I knew that they noticed my struggles, but they never attempted to look further into it. Just, “another one of my phases.”

Homecoming night. As I waited for Liam to show up I paced back and forth. "Sissy you're still here?" Jace asked me. "Yes bubba. I'm waiting on Liam."I said firmly. "Liams coming?" he screamed. "Just to pick me up Jace." I said annoyed. He ran out, I felt a little bad. Jace and Sadie loved Liam, and Liam loved them. As I stopped mid thought I heard a horn honking. "Liams here!" Jace came running back into the family room where I hugged him and my younger sister. "Sorry i'm a little late." Liam apologized. "It's okay." I affirmed. As we drove in silence to the school I decided to break the silence. "Liam," I whispered, "there something I have to tell you." "What's wrong Analise?" he questioned. "I've been seeing things." I admitted. "Like what kind of things?" he asked. "I have seen shadows of things watching me," I shuffled as I said it " I don't know if I want to go to Homecoming." "That's fine we can go back to your house and watch movies." "Thanks for understanding Liam." I

On a dark and creepy day on Halloween night some kids were going trick or treating but not all of them. Except the three Jameson kids who decided to stay home this year. The oldest boy’s name is Tommy, the middle child is a girl and her name is Sara lastly the youngest boy’s name is Tyrone. Before the permission from their mom, she has warned them about the missing kids who didn't decide to participate in Halloween last year who went off to do whatever they wanted and were missing so she is hopeful that they are not planning on going anywhere this halloween. An hour passed by and they realized that it was only 11:00 and Halloween wasn’t over yet. On the other hand, they were not even receiving candy so Tommy has come up with an idea that instead of staying in the house empty handed; he has something else in mind. Maybe we can sneak out the house and go to the haunted mansion by the gloomy corn field. Sarah did not agree, but it will be better than staying in the house. Tyrone agrees with anything but he just wants a piece of candy before the night is over.

If you saw me how most people saw me, you would be too. But you don’t because you’ve only seen a part of me. You see what I mean?” That killed me. I thought about all the people I used to know. I thought I always did a pretty good job at being myself but I don’t remember at all, I really don’t. If I was less of myself and more of a phony then maybe all the other phonies would like me more, but I didn’t want to be a phony. I wanted to be me. Just then, the girl’s phone rang. It startled me and I nearly fell out of that goddam window. No kidding. She answered it and it turned out her sister and D.B.’s flight wasn’t as delayed as they thought it would be. I could hear the whole conversation because it was so goddam quiet where we were. When the call ended, the girl turned to me and smiled really nice and wide, which amused me. I was never really one to smile at all, but some part of me decided in that moment that I should smile right

Many nights during summer vacation and holidays are spent visiting with friends at my friend, Austin Tynes’ house. On this single night of spring break, my fear would rise through the roof. A group of ten people was visiting at Austin’s house, and the group gathering was getting rather boring. It was hot and humid outside because of the early Louisiana Spring time

No sounds come from inside the home. Just the twinkling of the stars overhead, and my breaking into someone’s home. Perfect. Nothing unusual here. It’s eight p.m. on a Friday night, and the entire house is pitch black. Hopefully, that means the bastard isn’t home. Nobody goes to bed at eight, right? He has to be out, probably cracking up over the girl dumb enough to lose her family’s heirloom. I heave the window the rest of the way up cringing at its squeal. I go completely still, gulping down breaths to stay quiet. My heart nearly

It was a late October night on the last night of October, Halloween. The air was not to hot but wasn’t to cold either there was a slight breeze and it felt as if it was a comforting spring evening. It was about half past nine and it was quiet, well besides the few late night trick or treaters such as my cousin brother and I, and the occasional car alarms that would be set off because of the delinquents of Glendale, Utah. It was dark by now and the street lamps were mostly all burned out besides a

The time was 8:34 p.m. on a warm night Halloween night. The strong winds swayed the trees back and forth violently and the moon wasn’t out. It was clearly not typical to have this kind of weather in Maycomb this time of year. You can hear the animals make their noises as they prepare for nightfall. Scout and I were heading back home from the pageant at the high school. We walked through the bushes and trees until Scout stops us. She said that she had left her shoes and I told her to get them tomorrow. As we continued on our journey home, I had heard something in the woods. I wasn’t quite sure what it was exactly at first but I assumed it was Cecil since he was the one to try to scare us earlier that night. We continued to walk home. Suddenly,

The sweet aroma of a freshly baked cake circulates through every room of the small house as the cake sits on the stove top to cool. Colorful balloons are decoratively and strategically placed all over the living room and the kitchen as Kaitlyn prepares for her best friend, Sarah’s, birthday celebration. Strolling through each room, Kaitlyn scans the product of her tireless preparation. Filled with a sense of satisfaction and approval of her work, Kaitlyn sits down on the comfortable black couch listening to the crackle of the fireplace beside her, relaxing for a few minutes before a swarm of guests begin to arrive. However, just as Kaitlyn sinks into the cushions, an anxious knock at the front door interrupts her peace. Making her way to the front door, Kaitlyn

The familiar sound of the door opening made me bite my lip and grin. I breathed heavily, faking sleep. Seconds later my eyes were open and I saw strobe lights, a cow suit and a trumpet. Laughing, I got out of bed. My two Chamber “parents”, Rachel and Ben, were congratulating me, and my real mother and father were beaming. I got dressed in a splatter painted, fringed and musically themed shirt that they’d brought, grabbed my backpack and headed out the door, into Ben’s dirty green volvo. Half an hour later I was getting out of the car, and being welcomed by the other singers. Abby got out of a red van, looking as confused as I felt- I kept thinking soon I’d wake up and find out this was just a dream, and that I had failed. But it was extremely real, and everything I thought it’d be. Later today would be hard, some of my close friends hadn’t made it, and I’d sympathize with them. But hugging Abby, looking around at the other smiling faces, I knew that this moment I wouldn’t forget, this moment would be one of my very

My costume for Halloween I am going to be sans the skeleton I like to make puns and being lazy he wears black shorts with a white stripe, gray shirt, pink slippers, and a blue hooey. Sans has powers his attack are blue, orange, gasters blaster, and also use the force with his glowing eye. Sans has strong attack points but have one health point and he dogging your attacks he will attack more times. He also have a little brother name is papyrus the skeleton is a chef of spaghetti and also love puzzles to humans. Ps both from a game called under-tale.