Haunted House Essay

I had never felt a genuine sense of fear. That wasn’t until I visited the first haunted house of the Halloween season. During my childhood, I was overly obsessed with horror movies and anything that was guaranteed to send shivers down my spine. I lived to seek for blood and guts. I lived to seek for scary. I lived to seek the abnormal. Everything in the horror genre, fascinated me, but scared me at the same time. So when I finally got old enough to go out on my own, my mother agreed to let me go off to a Haunted House with my sister and her friends. That was the night that would change it all.
Finally, the long waited evening was here. Hunted house night. My body was confused about the whole situation. I didn’t know if I should of felt excited, …show more content…
He proceeded, in an unclear jumbled up manner, stating the rules of the coming scare. I started laughing and questioned the clown on what he just said. While “rewinding” his words, we shrugged and followed him in. As he opened the door, it was an empty elongated room with the walls painted neon and fast strobing lights. We finally took our first steps in and suddenly the doors slammed shut. Beneath our feet, the floor read, “Smile, you’re on camera.” As I read that out loud, a clown began to laugh and started up a chainsaw. Before we could even process what was happening, we starting running. My heart was racing, I could hardly breathe, adrenaline kicked in. As we were running, we came to the end of the room unable to find the exit. At this point, the clown was only feet away and I was panicking. The strobing lights made it impossible to see anything. It felt as if you were having an out-of-body experience. I proceeded to feel around the wall, in doing so I came across a latch that opened a door so we could be let out. This whole occurrence was no more than one minute but with the lights flickering and the fear setting in, it felt like an eternity. As we hurried out of the room, the end of the maze was near but yet so far