Personal Narrative: The Control Room In Lidtke Mill

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It was so musty and dusty it this mill. I now know why no one will come in here, even though it is said to be haunted the only thing haunting me is that nasty smell in my nose. As I start to walk to the control room all I see is the same old flour bag saying, Lidtke Mill on it. Then I start walking into the control room pass the footprints and I start to hear some creaking which is probably normal for an old building like this right? Then I start to go to the part of the control room in Lidtke Mill that is supposed to be haunted by a family that died here in the fire. I start to smell burnt marshmallows like really burnt ones. Then I see a dead mouse, then I realized that dead mice don't smell like really burnt marshmallows. So I search the …show more content…
So I continue my search, looking for anything to explain what happened, but nothing is revealed. After I'm comforted by my searches I continue to look for the burnt smell, that got me into this state of fright. I finally realize to look outside to see if somebody was out there with a fire. So I start to walk to the doors and I try to push them open, but they won't budge. So I try it again and again but it just won't budge! I begin to sweat profusely for no reason, I start wiping the dust off the windows in an attempt to reveal what was blocking the doors path, but it reveals nothing. I start to instantly heat up again I start looking around to reveal the source of my distress, but I again don't see anything. I try the door again, but nothing opens up. I begin to look for another exit after all the I will have to get out of here soon. I begin to look at other options to escape this prison. I look around and scan everything, but I see no light at the end of this tunnel yet. I begin to sweat again my pulse accelerates rapidly. I start to smell burnt marshmallows coming closer and closer, then I see a family transparent at first but slowly coming to look

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