Descriptive Essay Frankenstein

Red Eyed Monster During the summer of 2012 when I was only 12 years old, we moved into a new house in a relatively good neighborhood. The house itself was amazing, the exterior painted a soothing brown color and a lavish front lawn, the interior decorated beautifully. But it wouldn’t be how beautiful he house was that would make me remember it forever, it would be the strange events that took place inside my room that would engrave haunting memories into my mind. On the ceiling of my room was a hatch that would open up to reveal the attic attached to the top of my room. I knew there was a monster in the attic, I knew it was there without a single doubt in my head. But my parents discouraged me, thinking that I was crazy and that I was acting like a child. But no matter what my parents were telling me, I knew, …show more content…
At night I would lay paralyzed by the monster. Every night, I could see it’s bright red eye, glaring at me intensely, observing my every move. “Mom, help!”, I would scream, but the hatch would always slam shut before my parents would get there which pissed them off to a point where they ignored me. Since my parents did not believe me, I had to work out some counter measures against the monster on my own. My armory consisted of a blanket and a spray bottle filled with water. Even during the hot Vegas summers I would hide underneath my thick blanket which blocked the line of sight between me and the long necked monster. When I needed to move about my room, I would do so by spraying water at the monster which made it retreat back into the darkness of the attic. I guess I managed to cause it enough trouble because one day it suddenly disappeared and did not make another appearance. When I told my parents the exciting news, they responded with, “Thank God Victor, I thought you were going crazy!” while letting out a sigh of