Haunted house

Clementine Renaud it was the continuous taunt of something she could never have, never letting up for all of her nineteen years. The sound of music drifting up the mountain side caught her ears, assaulting them with a freedom and happiness that haunted her dreams day and night. Oh, how I wish my parents will allow me to visit somewhere outside the wall, even just the village down there would be better than the few rooms here in the castle. I wonder if it is really like the stories in my books…

As i walked into the house I threw my bag on the couch and hurried into my room. I sat on my bed and turned on my stereo. My Mom walks in to my room and gives me the usual speech about how she doesn't like the music i listen to. She says i will turn out to be like the other gangsters or thugs in our neighborhood. I tell her that i will not turn out like them and she has nothing to worry about. The thing she doesn't know is that I am already just like them. Later that night I went out to my gangs…

occupied the home. Also as of now you might have figured out that I'm talking about a hospice house and perhaps I am the hospice tech telling you about a true life event and you are exactly right. However: even though it was a hospice home it was different from most,the sun in this house ruled over darkness at all times and the smell of the house was that of fresh flowers in a garden. Also the house would sometimes smell of cinnamon and apples , in which the aroma was so aggressive , one…

yet alone talking. Every day he’d stay inside the house and just look outside the window for the whole day and would only accept to eat dinner but only hand-full of food. Tonight it was a different night the wind was blowing harder than usual and there was a different scent…

People were everywhere. It was July 14th, I was with Natalie, packed in like sardines at the Sum 41 concert. Surrounded by middle aged men, we were in arms reach of Deryck Whibley. In front of me was a massive man in a sweat drenched white tanktop, his back roofed with long black hair. The crowd behind me posed a threat as they encroached closer to the stage. Closer and closer I moved towards the beast in front of me. Suddenly he was swept away by his equally large girlfriend and was no…

It was a dark, gloomy, summer evening, rain was in the forecast. I was on my usual bike strolls through the woods as I heard screams of women echoing through the mysterious forest. I went off my usually route to go check out what happened. The forest had trees the size of the Eiffel Tower and I started hearing creepy owl noises. As I got deeper and deeper to the center of the woods the noise intensified. I felt like I was being watched. I investigated the areas and looked for signs of abductions…

It was first day of summer, the grass was freshly cut and the flowers were in full bloom scattered throughout the yards out the community. It was a beautiful day without a cloud in sight. However, people of small suburban town where hidden inside the large assembly hall. The town was quiet except for the buzzing of the electricity cables hanging above the small but empty sidewalks. Pete Steere had arrived early to make sure he would get a good view of the ever so famous brown leather book. The…

it all. The creek flowed a crystal blue and the leaves swayed a fern green. The birds sang all day and the fireflies lit up the night. The Mertz had just moved into their new house out in the middle of nowhere. Maria was fighting with her parents normal, “Why must you insist on moving into this mansion!” “Maria this house is absolutely wonderful you just have to look a little deeper and you’ll find the magic.” my mother said. My mom had a big thing for magic, so did my dad. Sometimes it got a…

Dr. Rosins was a very shy man which lived in a simple suburban neighborhood. His house was white with only two windows facing the street and those windows always had closed shades as if the shy doctor was unwilling to show what truly went on inside the house. Rosin had three kids and a wife which he divorced ten years ago and felt rather happy living a quiet life in a quiet neighborhood. Sadly, Rosin’s life was not as quiet as it seemed for he had secrets to keep and debts to pay but yet no one…

Massachusetts there is a house that was owned during the Salem Witch Trials of 1692. During this time, there was two young girls that would go around accusing people of being witches. Those who were accused would be put into jail. If they confess they would be set free but an outcast for the rest of their life. If they didn’t they would be killed. It was a very harsh time in day for the United States of America. The home was built upon another house in which the house was owned by a Sheriff…