Haunted house

There are only two reasons anyone from the village seeks the heart of the forest. Either they are afraid of death, or they've come to seek it. There in the darkness is clearing filled with light, no matter the weather of the world beyond. There in the bright clearing is a small hut, its thatched roof laced with flowers in ever bloom. There in the hut is a girl whose heart-shaped face is streaked with ash. Three harsh lines that run wild down the center of her otherwise delicate demeanor. On the…

In my old house, they were in the top cabinet, but I guess I’ll just have to get used to it. I grab a bowl of chips, and sit at the island staring at the surrounding walls. It’s all so foreign. When will this house feel like a home? I think to myself. My thoughts are interrupted by a loud closing of the door– Lucy is home. She sees me and directly comes over, and sits next to me. She doesn’t like leaving me alone, she says that it’s “not good to be so…

hero and one of the most important people in our community. One time Tim volunteered to help the community was when he made his annual haunted house for people to go to on halloween for free. Philip Zimbardo once said, “People who become heroes tend to be concerned with the well being of others” (Cherry). Tim wanted people to be happy. He created a haunted house where people could have fun and get scared for free in town, so people wouldn’t have to go far away as well as pay money just to go to…

Scary situation One day I heard that the two scariest haunted houses were open in Sioux City were open. First I asked my mom if I could work for money to at least go to one of them.so I worked until I had 9 dollars to buy a ticket. But I had to wait a couple of weeks in order to go. Then when each day passed chills went down my spine just thinking of it. Then it was finally time to go I went with my two sister’s we all were scared but excited at the same time. When we got there scary music was…

concept of “existentialism” can help unravel the intricate process of identity formation in feminist literature. The following paper aims at analyzing selected literary works by the two celebrated feminist authors and suggests that reading “A Haunted House” (1921) by Virginia Woolf and” The Bloody Chamber” (1979) by Angela Carter from a sociological perspective and as feminist literature…

found it hard to believe that only twelve hours ago, my house sat four feet under water. Super storm Sandy swallowed my house whole and she only left me some crumbs. Everything I owned floated away. Crack! My front door was broken down and I giggled. That giggle grew into laughter, then into a sob and finally I broke down. My house and all of my belongings drifted out to sea with the receding tide and any leftovers sulked in piles around my house for days. Eventually, after a couple weeks of…

The article “House Mothers and Haunted Daughters” by Roberta Rubenstein talks about Shirley Jackson’s life and how many of her works are used to represent some of the struggles she had to face during her childhood. The narrator in this article explains that Shirley did not have the most pleasant childhood experiences. Shirley’s mother was awful mean to her. Shirley says that she felt like “[She] was not the daughter [her mother] wanted.” Shirley was often neglected and looked down upon. She…

KILLER CLOWNS One halloween year there was a group of friends that had went to a halloween party. Richard & Osvaldo decided to go in the haunted house but Areli didn’t want to go in because she was sacred. They kept telling her all of it was fake and that “It would be fun”. She ended up saying yes. They let her go in the middle since she was the only girl. Osvaldo walked slowly and held on to Richards shirt as he walked ahead. Suddenly a clown popped out and scared Areli. She started to scream…

Kennedy was no stranger to ghosts. They were a familiar part of her childhood, woven into all of her images of her old house. She had distant, dusty memories of the hushed voices in her attic that her mother brushed off as imagination. Their house was situated on the edge of the town’s oldest cemetery, and Kennedy’s view each morning was rows and rows of graves. She, her little brother, and the neighbor boys would even play in there before dark most nights – hide and seek mostly, but sometimes…

Esther was always warned never to go into the dumpster for it had been told to be haunted. She was walking home from school by herself and took a wrong turn. Esther stumbled upon the dumpster she was warned never to go into. As she was walking by, her eyes caught a glimpse of something shiny. Her curiosity got the best of her and she charged right into the haunted dumpster. It took her a little while to find the shiny object but she eventually found it. It was a doll. The doll, who Esther…