Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark

We instantly ran down to the ocean. This was probably not really smart because it was pitch dark, and all you could see and hear was the smacking lips of the waves. The first morning in Puerto Rico I woke up to the crashing of waves and the smell of salt water. The first day consisted of trying to body surf on the waves and renting rental cars…

With each round of the seasonal carousel comes the holidays, which come and go like old friends. They bring memories of past, and promise of new traditions to come. Whether it is winter the incandescent branches of pine are adorned in glittering glass.. Easter, when children scatter in search of painted eggs. Halloween, where children come knocking late in the evening, or thanksgiving-- thankfully eating until you almost yack. Every holiday is filled with their own unique traditions from the…

Surprised, I then shouted, "Is anyone home." I heard nothing. The sound was quiet along with it being dark inside as well. I then slowly walked to the door. This feeling I felt about walking in the house felt so suspenseful and scary. Once I reached the door, I heard a woman scream, "Help," and then I ran downstairs to check out what was going on. Just when I reached the bottom of the stairs, a man with a knife stabbed me in the chest and smiled. The person then ripped my guts out. I…

She tells him “you’re too sensitive to be a tyrant.” (Sarah 2015) In Anouilh’s play it is Antigone that is more forceful with her actions than Creon. She is the one that chooses her fate. Her character is more defiant in Anouilh’s version. She lies to the nurse…

fathom or even react to being slapped in the face? I did what any other girl would do; I cried. I had to spend my perfect first time at the beach with a rosy pink cheek. What was supposed to be my “perfect time turned into a nightmare out of a horror story. I played in the waves with the side of my face burning. I laid out in the summer sand with the image of his hand coming across my face. Every time someone…

However, Atticus said, "Nobody has much chance to be furtive in Maycomb" (293) This took away my fear. Atticus was right, there wasn 't anything to worry about and Bob Ewell just had to take it out on someone. Also, I wish Scout knew what i was trying to tell her about the different types of people in Maycomb. She thinks there is only one type of person, but there can 't be because people hate each other and don 't get along. Honestly, I don 't want to be around those people. "I think i 'm…

Booker bossily tells her to take the tray back to the kitchen. She says that its fine, before they start fighting over it. The tray flies over and lands on a nearby chair. Levi admits that he thought Tess would be the one to spill something. Booker panics, saying that his mother will think he did it. Levi suggests flipping the cushion, stating that no one will know. Nia goes to flip the cushion only to find a massive dark stain on the other side. Booker sheepishly admits…

late.” In Lewis Carroll’s Alice in Wonderland, this is the chant the little white rabbit sang. As the rabbit runs by, Alice’s curiosity bests her. She tumbles down the rabbit hole after him and finds herself scared, alone, and frustrated. Though the story was light hearted, a much more serious matter loomed under the surface. Alice had become depressed. Nothing ever felt right to her again after Wonderland, as we see in the 2012 movie adaptation. Being scared, alone, or frustrated are ways one…

The characters have a background and a reason to think and do what they do. Furthermore, the way the people in the story changes is realistic even though it is a fantasy movie, and in the literary nonsense genre it is one of the best examples. It all evolves around Alice Kingsleigh who, at the start, is a quiet and confused girl that is cheered on by Tarrant Hightopp…

First Light “Nitin, there is something that I must tell you. This will really be a huge change for us. And I am so tensed about this. I really need to say this to you”, was all I heard the very first time. This was followed by a series of mumbles that I couldn’t figure out clearly. “It’s okay. Relax. This is going to be a great journey, the most treasured memory of our lives”, said he. She was quiet now, only her heartbeat interrupting the silence that enveloped them. I am trying to figure out…