The Abandoned House

The House Taken Over, a Short story by Julio Cortázar, and The Fall of The House of Usher, a short story by Edgar Allen Poe, Both have a very similar goth type themed plot. Julio Cortázar published his story in 1946, while Edgar Allen Poe’s story was published in 1839. Although both stories have many similarities, they also have many differences.

There were many things about the house that I absolutely hated. First, the roses painted on the ceiling that my sister and I shared. At night, in the dark the flowers glowed looking like tiny eyes always watching us. We wanted to paint over the flowers, get rid of them, but we didn’t live there all that long so we never got the chance. The last thing about the house that we hated was that behind the house there was an old radio tower. My siblings and I thought that the radio building was haunted by a ghost, or some sort of evil witch. Once we walked up the hill that was home to the tower, as we neared the top the metal door on the building swung open. We were so scared, we ran down the hill to our house. We told our parents what happened but they didn't believe us. The next day we went back to the tower and the door was closed again, after that we never went up to the tower again. We were terrified and believed that it was haunted and afraid that the ghost who lived there would attack us.

Explanatory essay When I was 10 years old, I walked into a scary apartment with a cemetery in the back with me brother and his friends. The wind was blowing so hard like someone was giving me a sign not to go in but I did. When I went in the the apartment there was a sign that said “beware” in red colors. My brother and his friends when into a room with burnt doll heads.

We tried going out the door we came in but it was locked. We each went through the other doors but all of them were locked.

The winchester mystery house is a house that has a supernatural background. Some people believe that the house is not haunted however a majority of the people believe that it is indeed haunted. There is a mysterious story to why the house was built in the first place that will send chills throughout your body. You see this isn’t any ordinary haunted attraction that you could find at an amusement park, no no this is a real life mystery house. There have been sightings that all fit together almost too perfectly. Is the house really haunted? Or was old Sarah Winchester a crazed lunatic who believed a cheap medium?

The building is big and the inside is like a maze and it is very creepy. The building has been there for more than 60 years, but still has some of the furniture that was used in the rooms, lobby, offices, and kitchen. Some of the rooms and furniture is still in good shape and could still be used and the building is in good shape general. The outside of the house has a round drive way, a lawn, a cemetery, and stairs that lead up to the door of the building. The building is very big with lots of windows, but not a lot of doors there also is a forest surrounding it. The basement was used for storage and held records of the girls who stayed

I went through the cemetery because it is said the demons who burned the church down found home in the dead bodies that are six feet under. I went with my 16 year old sister which was a mistake. I started walking we heard noise in the trees, I just assumed it was a fox or raccoon or something, it scared the hell out of my sister and she latched to my arm and was so close I

My dad, me ,my older brother Luke, and my two sisters Michaela and Anna were on our way up to cedar Michigan. It was going to be very cold up north so we had two dress warm. It took about six hors to get there we arrived at about 1:00 we arrived on 7899 S Schomberg Rd Cedar MI 49621 our great friends lived there there names where Marv & Jill Anderson they owned a lot of land up there they own two houses and five barns they also have donkeys, goats, sheep, ducks, and cats. I love it up there.we went sliding, and found a very big hill and had about three hours be fore we had to go church. we stated to get ready fore church about 15 minutes be fore we had to leave. when church ended we went to watch a movie when that

It was summer time and I was finally home from college in Maine, My family’s house is in Upstate New York and I’m an only child so my parents didn’t need a huge house, Though the house was small it was very old Build and built famous Architect in Buffalo, New York. It was a wonderful house with French doors with a full basement and big rooms for all of us. We all enjoyed our times there the happy, sad, funny, and wonderful experiences, it wasn’t a place I would call “Haunted” Sure it had those creeks in the middle of the night and those weird cracks and groans from the age of the house. As far as I knew it was all Normal, But I was wrong...

When in combat, you always check your surroundings first to make sure the enemy isn’t approaching, and to find a safe place from the weather or the enemy. When you find something like an abandoned farmhouse, it’s a Godsend. I quickly talked to Pierre, telling him about the house and what happened. His leg was clearly broken, and you could see the bone. There was still no time to waste, so I, again, left Pierre, and walked towards the house. As I approached the house, I crouched down. I listened to see if anyone was in the house, but it was completely empty. I walked in. The house was by no means luxurious or fancy, but it was shelter from the cold and dangers outside. The house had been abandoned for- I imagine- a good six weeks. There was

Earlier that day I had been walking around Eagle Bend Park and saw a tall blonde man and his wife hanging posters to the trees. I was curious about what was going on but it all looked to creepy, so i did not want to get involved.I kept on my walk home and when i got there i told my sister. She thought it was just as creepy as I did. We decided to just not think about it and go on with our day.

On a Sunday morning in Green Township, I was going quading with my friend Tanner. I woke up and had breakfast. After breakfast, I took a shower then I waited for them to show up. Sure enough Tanner came with the quads on the back of the truck all ready to be used. I got in the car and Tanner was silent. His dad was talking to me about football It was a nice conversation that felt like it went on and on and on until we finally got the farm. It was a chilly day, so we grabbed a sweatshirt and gloves from the back of the truck. I jumped out of the truck and felt the dirt against my feet. the cold breeze hit me, I inhaled a stench that was farm-like, the smell of animal poop mixed with sweaty people. I heard the cows mooing and the pigs oinking

When I was six years old, I lived in Greenwood, Florida. I moved there the summer after I was done with kindergarten. Greenwood is a very small town, the population is only six hundred and eighty-six. It is a very flat land with a lot of very tall trees. The trees would twist and turn and intertwined with each other. There were also a lot of palm trees. I lived in a house not only with my mom, my dad, my little brother and sister, but also seven other people, four dogs and two mice. The very first day I got there I was just playing with the dogs. I eventually ran outside into the backyard without telling anyone. I was wearing flip flops and I didn't think that there would be anything different here than from Iowa. When I was running around

The Abandoned house stood there, with fog rising to the sky. Lights flickered being the only light in the dark….. The fog dragged a cold breeze, that sent a chill up my spine, this house has been here forever and nothing like this has ever happened before, I gulped and strolled into the cold night fog. As I approached the house, the door slowly opens and a Shadow steps towards me. The weather just dropped like 40 degrees, I don't like this at all.

Twas the night before Christmas, pale and yellow moonlight illuminated a house deep in the woods. Tall pine trees surrounded the house, like giants pointing at the inky black sky. Flurries of snowflakes swirled in a hurry around the house. The house stood alone and abandoned, adorned with Christmas lights, but not the ones you would see on any ordinary house. Some lights were fading, once bright and colorful but now a former shell of what they once been. Others burned out in a spark while the ones left were shattered. The front door was decorated with a rug that could be mistaken as an animal. The tree inside the house was not in the most pristine condition, either. The tree slumped in a dark corner. The top of the tree stretched out like bony fingers grasping at the air. The shiny, glinting ornaments that once fashioned the tree were now shattered. The wallpaper plastered to the wall was now peeling off, like it was rotting. The paint on anything on the house was now faded and chipping away. Stale air filled with dust occupied the house. The house was indeed creepy and not in the most pristine condition. Even more mysterious, the house would only ever appear on the night of Christmas Eve. Despite this, many local teenagers and explorers were drawn to the house. Anyone who was brave enough or dumb enough would enter and see the house in its deteriorated state. One Christmas Eve night many years ago, an explorer had stumbled across the house. He had been in the snow for what