The Worst Night Of My Life

And all of a sudden we hear the high winds screeching creepily from outside our house, the branches were loudly scratching and scraping against the house loudly. As I looked around I got more and more freaked out. There were boxes everywhere creating shadows from our flashlight and creating darkness that the flashlight couldn't fill. My entire family was scared, as scared as a chipmunk would be if a lion was in it’s tree. My Dad was searching for something in a sea of darkness, my mom trying to comfort my now crying siblings with a horrifying worried look on her face and me thinking to myself, When will it be done, what damage will it do and Oh No. As I thought I heard something crack from outside of my house, and then

That night i lay in bed i woke up it was 3am i was really thirsty so i went downstairs but before i got to the door i smelled something it was a really bad smell to like diesel fuels fumes coming from a big truck. I checked out the window for any sign of where the smell was coming from but i saw nothing so i was on my way back when all of a sudden i heard this loud noise like a bunch of explosions all at once i checked outside again and there was smoke coming from the bottom of the house. The entire house started shaking i fell and smacked my head and hid under my blankets.

I noticed that my window had been open, though I know I had closed it. It must have been my mom or dad who opened it for fresh air for me. I went to close my window when I felt the strange feeling that someone was watching me. I just brushed it off as just nothing and went back to bed. That’s when I heard like someone was breathing inside my closet. I sat up to see what it was, and almost had a heart attack. There staring back at me were two dark devilish-like eyes that never blinked. Then a large smile appeared from his face.

The man and I had to move into a sub-par home. It was all we could afford, as we lost most of our money in the fire. As I was dusting the kitchen I heard the man approaching, screaming like it was the end of the world. I heard his footsteps come near, I felt his fist hit me in the back, he did repeatedly I screamed “Stop!” But he never did. It felt as someone was thrusting a knife in my back, in the same spot repeatedly. When the man left, I felt as I was going to die. I dragged my body to the bed, I laid down as I felt blood drip down my

I heard the door shut and felt like I was alone, it was still pitch black so I was not sure of it. As the time passed it began to get hotter as if I were in a sauna, I began to sweat and panic. After approximately thirty minutes he had come back in the room but I didn’t just hear one but two voices speaking, I was not able to understand what they were discussing, all I heard was mumbling. As I was trying to eavesdrop on their conversation before I could hear anything they had begun to drag me to another place I was not sure of. I began to wonder why I was not able to see anything but pitch black until I had remembered something very important. I was so caught up with being very frightened that I had forgotten that I was born without my

Getting close to the campus, I was very bored(participial) along with my brothers, the whole family was getting tired. Finally, we arrived at the campus it was dark now, it was nice I just didn’t think much of it. We dove around for a bit and finally we stopped at Gunthers, an old hotel(appositive). It was a very eerie place, one of the creepiest places I have ever been too, it was like a ghost town. We got our room key and began walking to our room, it had dead animals, and creepy baby dolls behind glass displays, flickering lights, also zero other people in there. I did not like the feeling of the place at all. When we arrived at our room, a blast of frigid air hits me in the face. It had a mysterious smell too it, I did not like it at all so I went to bed immediately so I could get out of there as soon as possible. We woke up around eight in the morning. We were headed to a place called Dan’s

Once i gt out of the room i went to my normal ways. I stretched and went into the main room to see the family. I saw all of them and even the dog. I remembered what i promised and thought that i would probably not keep that promise because of this dog. He was so terrible and he was always getting all of the attention. I still wished that he was gone. The day was going by and i was sleeping a lot because all of the running around that i have been doing recently. Soon night came, the days seemed to go by so fast and it felt like it was so repetitive even though something different would happen every night the days were short and lame. I always had liked the daytime but i was always asleep during the duration of it. It was now getting dark and the sun was going down so i decided to go outside and hunt because i didn't want to go outside of the fence and run into anymore trouble, in fact i never wanted to go out there ever again. I stood on the sidewalk looking into the yard that was still somewhat lit up by the sun. It was actually a great time to hunt because animals and insects were out and i could see quite well. I looked and looked until i saw moving in the

I then realize that I'm not in my room anymore. Now I'm in a plain white area with a chrome table and chair. I am all alone. Hello? I get up and walk out the door. I walk out into a plain white hallway with no doors and no end in sight. I start walking. Then running. Then in an instant I’m in slow motion. I turn around and I see a ghost with streaks of blood running from edge to edge, but this ghost isn't wearing a costume. He’s chasing me. Why is he chasing me. Now he is yelling at me to stop. He says he needs to tell me an important message. I run and run and keep running for what seems like years. Bang! I smack into a brick wall. The impact sends me flying backwards. The ghost is upon me now. He is closing is on me. No, stop don’t do this, I yell. I scream as I jump out of bed. The cold sweat has soaked into my entire bed. It is all over my face and hands. I’ve been having this dream for two weeks straight. Every night the dream gets more and more vivid. Also every night, I have a stabbing chest pain when I wake up. I’m at the point to where I can’t even sleep. The lamp on my nightstand to my right flickers on and off. This only enhances my fear for the ghost. I look over at my clock. the numbers read 2:37 a.m. Then the lights become

I looked at the watch it said 1:54 am. The guy open up a hatch under the door and walked in. I asked him why I as here and he only let out a meer laugh. He picked me up by my hair and dragged me out of the main room back down into the main room. There was drugs and alcohol cans everywhere. There was a broken shard of glass on the floor. I spotted as the man sat me down on the couch and open the door to outside it was very dark and the only light shining in was the dark moon light. He walked outside to grab something, as I quickly picked up the glass and put it under me. I was scared and paranoid out of my mind, and I knew if I was going to die it wasn't going to be without a fight. The tall stern man walked in with a large rusty box. He walked over and grabbed me by my hair. I yanked out the shard of glass and sliced his hand. The only thing I seen was blood going everywhere. I dashed out the door into the dark moon

I lay in my bed, most likely past midnight. The candle I’m using flickers and flares lighting the damp room after the storm. I’m writing in my journal, when I hear a knock at my front door. I quietly tip-toed down the creaking stairs to the door. I opened up the door to reveal a shadowy figure. He handed me a letter and without any words got back on his horse and rode away. I shut the door and walked back up the stairs, not even thinking of the letter I was just handed. When I got upstairs I blew out the candle and went to sleep.

It began the morning of September 1, we slept soundly through the night as we had always, but this time it was different. I heard ringing from the hallway but I wasn’t sure what it was, I peeked through the doorway,there was a creature standing there about to come in my room I slammed his head in and he suddenly stopped. As I went back to sleep and after five minutes I heard it again, this time the creature

It was a midnight fall day and the wolves were howling, pigs squealing , cows mooing, and chickens clucking. I had just got home from work and immediately took a shower and got something to eat. I went to bed after I ate. I was still hungry and then I went downstairs to get a snack and my hallway and kitchen light was flickering and it sounded like the studs in my walls were moving as if there was wind pushing them. I had checked all of the rooms for open windows but none of them were open, I checked doors and the air conditioning unit next. There was no cause why the studs in the wall were moving. I had ignored this and got some chips and carried on back to my room. I had fallen asleep and had a bad dream about a bear eating me alive and then I woke up.

The night was black all around me. I had just got into bed from trick or treating. I was about to fall asleep when I heard a strange noise. I thought it was my sister so I stayed there. I heard it again so I opened my to see a silvery translucent ghost.

I wanted to scream and run. I wanted out of there, no matter what I had to do. I knew that running out of the room would make me look psychopath, and so would screaming my head off. Suddenly, the room felt different. It almost seemed… lighter. Like the air had been changed. I could talk and move now that I wasn’t paralyzed with crippling fear. There was the same blue-black shadow in the middle of the room that I had saw the first time anything happened. The more I looked at it, the more I could see certain features, like a small, pointy nose and large eyes. It was a young adult, probably about twenty-five. She was wearing a long, flowy dress with an apron over it. My heart fluttered. I felt an immense feeling of

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?