Personal Narrative : The House Of The House

Then, I heard footsteps getting louder and louder, so quickly hid in the closet. I could hear my heart beating faster and faster as the person kept getting closer. About an hour later, I saw a shadow of a strangely shaped person leaving the room and locking the door. I was relieved and scared at the same time, I didn't know how to get out. So, I first tried to escape out of the black and blue colored window. It was very hard to open,

I seemed to notice something strange in the far corner of the warehouse. I walked over, suddenly stopping 6-7 meters away, realizing what it was. I stood there in shock horror starring at the lifeless man covered in blood and a massive hole in his chest. It was like something was feeding on him. I stared without blinking, then finely I released with a shiver as the chilly breeze went up my spine. I took a few slow steps back then I turned around to find a creepy girl wearing a white dress standing there glaring at me. I gasp because blood was all around her mouth dripping down on to her dress. What is wrong with this girl? Was she the one that killed that man? If so I need to get out of this place. I start to run when she starts to laugh. She was catching up and I wasn’t sure what she was capable of. My heart was racing while I was stumbling all over the place. Finely I got to the door and I shoved it open, then I tried to close it on her but she opened it straight away. I jumped all the stairs. When I was moving through the air It felt like I was moving in slow-mo. Then I landed on my knee which made me tumble all over the ground. I laid there not even thinking, then suddenly the girl hopped on top of me and went to take a bite

On Monday 6/29/2015 Sgt. Alexander and I was dispatched to the Hostess House located at 6741 Highway 70 in reference to 2 subject, Mr. Burnette and Mr. Jacobs that were renting room 251 and had outstanding warrants.

So we get off the airplane, after that we ride a car that going to take us to are new house. It take us 30 minutes to get there. So we get to are new house, it was a beautiful house, it has two bedrooms, one bathroom, a kitchen and a

The house grew darker as he travelled through, hoping he entered the right room. He stumbled over a pile of wood left from the flooring. Catching himself, he called out to the girl again.

The next morning, the alarm buzzed noisily, the sound polluting the silence. Confused for a moment, he looked around blankly. It used to be home, but now it felt unfamiliar. There was a room at the end of the corridor, the door slightly ajar. He waited, expecting the door to open, but it never did. The area was the same as the night before, empty.

The Festival return to Greenfield, MA after being in Turner Fall, MA for a couple of years. I had never been in the Art Block, but found one of their stages The Wheelhouse one to be inmate setting like you what you might find in a coffeehouse. I heard Julia Cira sing on that stage and she had a beautiful voice. One that I like much better than Rosie Porter. It's just a good one to have for ballads. Its a strong one. She plays an electric guitar as well as sings. She was accommodate by a man on drum set and another young woman on an electric guitar. That woman played it well. I listen to her sing a couple of songs and she sang beautifully each time. According to her, They were doing full on rock songs and they sound like very nice quality

We arrived at 9:00 am, so first, we unload the trucks. Almost immediately, after we finished this, a nervous, and sweet voice, invites us to come into her house. As soon as we walk in, I was dumbfounded, and my heart acquired a huge amount of pain from seeing the condition of this home. I quickly realized that I was in shock, while the homeowner did not recognize that her house was a danger to her. Unfortunately, words alone, cannot truly, nor accurately describe the condition of this home. The foundation was deteriorating, the floors were very week, the decks were not stable, the doors did not open or close properly, and

It took a while for my eyes to get used to the dark in the room and after a bunch of seconds the door was closed and the homeowner was sitting in the expensive chair.

had a new clean home. They were really enjoying it. She could hear them talking excitedly together.

"What? Wait, where are you going?" I asked as the ghost girl 'flew' backwards and vanished through my door.

When we got home I took a nap on the couch and several hours past.I woke up scared because I was 50 feet tall bigger than the house.I couldn't believe what happend to me.My first thoughts was when I talk to the old lady about the cookies.I remember what she said about these cookies that they will make you grow,I was surprised it really

FC met with family. Gabriella was in the home chasing the family's cats. Gabriella said "cat," "couch," and cat running." Gabriella ran and offered the two cats different toys. Gabriella noticed the FC's bag and questioned the contents, such as "what's that." Gabriella began to play with the family's ball and brought her own toys in the living room. Once the FC began the ELAP with Gabby's brother, Gabriella often yelled and attempted to take the toys from Mason. Christina often redirected Gabriella's behavior, but Gabriella was consistently became upset. FC offered Gabriella a puzzle, in which she needed assistance in completing. Gabriella's had often gotten frustrated in the process and returned to wanting toys Mason played with. Christina

Lying in bed in the middle of the night while sleep eludes me, a noise breaks through the silence. Oh my God! What was that!? Maybe it was just my imagination, or maybe it was just the house settling. There it is again! I must be hearing things. I get cold and my body starts to shiver uncontrollably. I peek to where the sound comes from and I could swear I see something through the dark room; it appears even darker than the surrounding area. Oh my! I think it just moved. My breathing becomes labored and I pull the covers over my head, trying to calm myself down while making my brain work through what just happened. Was I dreaming? Or did I just see a ghost?

“It better not be any other bitches’ clothes either,” I mumbled under my breath, to which he didn’t hear; thank God. I looked around the room, analyzing every feature. There was a small balcony outside that I stepped out on, overlooking a beautiful pool. The slight breeze brushed against my skin and I sighed, already feeling overwhelmed with not being in the presence of my family and loved ones. If anything, I would love to ease their mind so they don’t have to worry about me and know that I was somewhat alright. Heading back into the room, I closed the door behind me softly and searched the room for a bathroom. Once I found it, I flicked on the light, marveling at the beautiful décor of the bathroom. It seemed like the further I walked around the room, the more I realized how big the room actually was.