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Motivation Of The Haunted House

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On October 28th I ignored my nerves and saw the haunted house put on by my fellow Waldorf students. I brought my boyfriend with me because I am too much of a scaredy-cat to go on my own. I truly am a baby when it comes to “scary” things; I hate watching scary movies or going to haunted houses. I have anxiety, and these types of things cause my anxiety to be extremely high. If I am being completely honest, my only motivation for going was to get the event for this class, since I have to miss other events because I will be out of state at bowling tournaments. It was not the fact that I did not like the haunted house that I did not want to go, it was only because of the fact I was too scared to go, but I am happy that I went. I realized that …show more content…

When I say the “mad scientist” I could not help but laugh a little because I recognized the person from watching him in other theatre productions and remembering how much he made me laugh; I love his acting. It was also another way to keep me calm. As we walked into basement rooms with concrete walls and duct work, I hesitated. I also hate basements, but kept going anyway. When we got lead into a little room, and a man came running towards us, I kept pushing and rushing my boyfriend, because he was not moving as fast as I was. I am not really sure why I was trying to get out so fast though, I knew he was not going to hurt us and I actually was not as scared of him as I thought I would be. I think it was more instinct and reaction because that’s what you see them do in the movies. Hearing the chainsaw behind also did not worry me as much as I thought it would, but I was still on edge expecting more. When we walked into a room, there was a person standing right next to door way, and when I saw them I let out the loudest scream out of the few I did that night. Right after it happened I laughed at myself, at the fact that out of all the other things I had seen, this was the one that made me scream the most. When we finally got to the end, I expected a last jump scare that did not happen. Well, for us it did right as we were walking out of the doors, the other woman in our group (the one I knew) had grabbed my boyfriend

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