Haunted house

for anything in particular just being nosey and wanted to know more about this "haunted house". It lays beyond the two tallest pines trees, but still has never been seen.. When the two kids reached the two tallest pine trees they saw nothing, until a little girl with two perfectly curled blonde pig tails approached them and grabbed the two kids hands. They were never seen again but they saw everything, and got the house they wanted to explore. 2. It was a hot but breezy day on…

" He held up three small digital video cameras. "So what we 're going to do is go somewhere like really scary and spend the night." Selina and I both just stared. "You mean like a haunted house?" "Yeah," he said. "Like an actually haunted one." "Do you even know of any haunted houses? There aren 't even any old houses around here!" Selina said. "Sure there are," I offered. "What about that one in town? By the art gallery?" Kaeden shook his head. "Too busy. Too occupied. They wouldn 't let us…

The Way It Haunted Me People say that good things always come in pairs, but what about bad things too? My parents, sister and I decided to visit Cedar Point during what I like to call a dark fall. The days were hazy and honeyed, and cinnamon and pomegranate aroma filled the air. The skies were always awake and illuminated with the never-ending thunderstorms, and murky rains; the scattered leaves were luminescent in their yellows, reds, and purples as if they forgot they were about to die. That…

within Hill House on people for a summer. Although Eleanor’s feeling is conflicted by the death of her mother, she is extremely contented with the fact that she is freed from her imprisoned life. It is time for self-discovery. As she approaches Hill House, she excitedly imagines a different her with a different family, in which she would meet many great people and would be enjoying her simple life. Shirley Jackson’s The Haunting of Hill House incorporates the idea of family into a haunted house.…

The story of haunted houses goes back to the 1800´s, now people are highly familiar with haunted houses. After reading the three articles The History of Haunted Houses , ¨ Itś just not Halloween without a haunted house¨ , and ¨One-Third of Americans Believe Dearly May Not Have Departed ¨ it has showed why haunted houses are popular. Haunted houses are popular in society today because people like being scared and making money. For example, in the essay The History of Haunted Houses it explains…

weird. It talked about people owning a house that can do anything and everything for them. They do not have to lift a single finger. The narration is done by a god like figure that can see anything and everything that is happening. It focuses more on the parents than the adults though. The house was built so that the residents did not have to do anything. They could sit around and just say they wanted something and it would appear. When they built the house they made a nursery that made…

Nelly watched, crouched behind a shelf containing large bags of flour in the corner of the shed, as Noyes' softened stature began to grow hardened and confused. The sheriff blocked the door but he did not draw his weapon. For a moment Nelly thought Noyes would try to run, after all he was being accused of being a convict, however he made no movement at all. His eyes darted from the sheriff to the shelf and then back to the sheriff. It dawned on Nelly that her hidden identity had been discovered,…

fields of all kinds on either side of the road, with foods like corn, soybeans, and potatoes growing throughout. A large house sat on a small hill on one side of the road. With white and yellow walls starting to chip, and a blackish grey roof with just a bit of slack. Windows and water puddles were glinting in the sunlight, with a garden growing across a dirt road connecting the house to the outside world. Within the garden were all kinds of flowers and smaller vegetables. Lilacs and roses;…

rang out in the darkness as we raced back to the house. We always spent Halloween pranking the houses around the neighborhood, but this year we went a little extreme. It was our last year before college and we were both moving out of state come fall. So we decided to have a little fun this Halloween and prank every house in the neighborhood, including our own so it wouldn’t be obvious we were the ones who did it. We were in the middle of the last house on the street when suddenly the light came…

A loud knock resounded through the house. “It’s Herbet!” she screamed. “It’s Herbert!” Every seconds, the knock on the door is getting harder, deeper, and louder as if it is telling Mrs. White to open the door and welcome his own son. “Please! Please don’t let it in! Please!” Mr. White cried. “Do not act like you what is behind that door! It’s just your son, there is nothing out there rather than Herbet, and there is also nothing to be afraid of.” She walks towards the door, mumbles.…