Short Story: Monkey's Paw

“He died under peaceful circumstances a few months ago and was buried here in his home village. It’s over, Light.” She tried to grab his hand, but he took a step back. “Won’t you come home now?”

“Do not be uneasy about me. I am among friends. I will close with great respects. Your affectionate father. Farewell”

Matt opens the wooden handle on the door that has an oval like shape made out of glass that he can see through with white symmetrical designs that look kinda like petals of a flower. I finally opened the door and say

Evidence can be found that this wish caused his son’s death when the farming company that Herbert worked for, sent a representative to offer the exact amount of two hundred pounds for their son’s death. In conclusion, Mr. White causes so much sorrow because he killed off his son with the first wish of the

Gothic and modern horror stories often capture an instinctive perspective of horror - an emotion goes beyond fear. This is the emotion, an author of 'Gothic and horror' stories should aim for in order to be succeeded. Some gothic and horror authors use excessive graphic descriptions, blood and gore and violence to produce this emotion in the reader, and they end up being unsuccessful because most of the readers expects to be entertained by the dark stories which are full of suspense and imagination , not just violence and blood. Edgar Allen Poe , H.P Lovecraft and W.W Jacobs were few of the authors who were able to insert a 'sense of profound' in to their story by successfully creating suspense and letting reader's imagination play a major

As the black sleek hearse slowly drove down the narrow dirt road that led away from the cemetery, Shane glanced at the freshly dug place for his brother. It was sad that Shane only held shame for his brother, Harry he wasn’t a bad brother and Shane would have been devastated if only Harry had made better choices, but since Harry did not have the sense to do so all Shane is left with is embarrassment. It is strange that Shane saw the flowers as more alive than his brother ever was, after the death of his wife.

They soon came closer to the double face doors. When her father’s grip loosened, he opened the doors with

“BANG BANG BANG!” No one answered the door again. I slowly turned the doorknob. The door was

In a startling twist of events, a knock sounds at the door. The reader infers that Margaret hoped it was her husband when Hawthorne writes, ?She arose, placed her foot upon the floor, and slightly arrayed herself, trembling between fear and eagerness as she did so? (Hawthorne 3). When she opens the door, she is rather surprised to see the innkeeper of the town. The innkeeper, also known as Goodman Parker, tells her that her husband is still alive and that he was not killed in war. Margaret, as expected, experiences joy by this turn of events. She immediately turns to tell her sister of this news, but she does not want her own happiness to be dulled by Mary?s grief. Due to the inward keeping of her emotions, her joy leaks into her dreams and causes her happiness as she sleeps.

It began on a crisp, cool morning in March. The morning dew had settled on the brightly colored grass and everything that was low to the ground. This also meant that the far side Monkey Bars were also damp. I believe that my loyal friend Rylan and I were at the 10:15 morning recess when it all happened.

"That 's what I like to see," I said. "You just died and your main concern is your family. That 's good stuff right there."

Her brother, sister mom and dad were devastated. They grieved for her and buried her in the cemetery. A few days later, something strange happened the father had to leave to go to another town, so he left his wife daughter, and son at home. Just after midnight they heard a knock on the door.

"I've spent a few moments this morning reflecting on the few conversations I had with your father, and on the march of time in general. I'm one of the many, I know, who feels enriched from my association with the good family this man headed."

Suddenly the doorbell rang, Justin leisurely walked toward the door. He opened the door and saw who it was, it was Holly Norwood his

“I know we said this last year too, but we are really sorry.” His family members said. Including the dog.