It was too quiet inside the creepy grocery store, that I believe is haunted. I was pushing the cart slowly and cautiously. I had to gather the groceries on the list mom send me with quickly, because I just knew something bad was going to happen. Also because the store closes at 9:00, and it was 8:45. As I was looking for the milk mom wanted, I bumped into a strange guy that I didn’t know. Which was weird, because this town is small enough for me to know everyone. He glared at me. He wore a shiny amulet that reflected light into my face and a brown leather jacket. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you,” I said, apologetically. “Watch out kid. Where’s your mom? You shouldn’t be alone at the grocery store. You don’t know the dangerous things that …show more content…
I felt a cool breeze as I stepped outside. It was about to rain. I started to walk down the empty street. I felt myself walk faster. I hesitated in front of the ice cream parlor. Maybe a sundae will make me feel better. I continued on thinking Mom will get upset if I’m any later than I am now. I heard thunder and saw lightning out in the distance. I had to take the shortcut. It wasn’t very safe, but I had to. Stopped in front of the alley way, I heard footsteps coming my way. Thinking no one saw me, I hid around the corner, and slipped into the alley. My breathing was getting heavier. My heart thumped. I leaned against the brick wall and closed my eyes. I was going to be ok. What was I so scared of? It will just be a two minute walk home when I got out of there. I put my grocery bag down. My arm was tired from the milk carton. Again, the footsteps. My palms sweaty. My blood pumped. I was getting hot. Then, I started to run. As soon as I saw my neighborhood, a mean looking dog ran up to me. It didn’t bite, just barked and jumped around me. Most likely a stray. “Stop! Go away!” I cried to the dog. To my surprise, the dog left behind me. The next few moments all happened too …show more content…
Standing in front of me was a familiar face. A scary, brown and black, sharp toothed, long clawed, bare eyed, hound. He snarled at me. He was going to bite me. I ran the other way, thinking he wasn’t going to chase me. But he did. I picked up my pace. Why did my snatcher have to have a dog? Why not a cat? I hate dogs. Especially this one. He gained upon me. Tears rolled down my face. My heart thumped a million times a minute. I wanted to give up. I could never out run a dog. Especially this crazed one. Then, it happened. His pace picked up. It felt like everything was in slow motion. He pounced. And just like that, I tumbled to the ground, not knowing what happened. All I was focused on was the sharp pain I felt in my left calf. I layed on the ground for minutes, turning into hours. There was simply nothing else bad that could happen to me. First, I was taken, then, the shed, the fire, getting lost, the dog. I felt like I was dying. I couldn’t do anything. I just layed there slowly trying not to fall asleep, because might never have woken up again. I held onto the small tree next to me and tried to stand. I hopped on one foot. I found a lim to support my leg. I had no idea where to go. I fell to the ground again. And this time, my eyes closed and didn’t open back
Saturday morning, I had little hope. I set my gym bag down next to the
The cold chill was blazing on me and my shoe gently began to pull out a tear. I thought about Candy and the other guys. Hopefully, I made the right choice. The sun came down and I ended up in a deserted river. Slowly, I began to regain where I was, and I opened my eyes in disbelief.
I stepped in and was shook by the loud music that was playing, now I can’t even hear myself think. As i walked through, the tension grew greater every time I turned a creepy corner, where I thought someone was waiting to scare me out of my skin. Most of the time though, there were people dressed up as fiction characters screaming in my face making me jump. It felt like this went on forever as there were so many twists and turns to walk through. Then, we went through a part of the house that used some sort of inflatable which pushed on both sides of you. Me, scared of what's to come, I ended up crawling on the ground. This was much worse than walking because the ground was made up of rocks. As we reached the end of the walk-through I could see the light which was a huge relief. When I got out, it wasn’t where I came from, it was a door to another haunted house. Why many people pay to go back to where they just got scared is unusual, but there is an actual reason for this allure of fear when being scared over and over again. Being scared makes a situation more intense, and these time are more
Glancing behind me I didn’t the guy but I knew I couldn’t have gotten away that easy. I didn’t think I would ever find the edge of the forest until I started hearing cars. I just had to find the road but I was starting to get worn out
My hands were covering my ears trying to drown out the screams, but I couldn’t. Get down. Take cover. Make yourself smaller I thought. The rounds continued, each one seeming to get closer and closer to my position.
“Could you go get your mom?” I cried, “I can’t handle this anymore, we need to go to the hospital.”
I rushed all over the house for a hiding spot. I decided to put them in the bathroom in the basement. I locked all the doors leading down there. All of a sudden I heard a loud crashing noise that sounded like glass. I was terrified, I did not know what to do.
A calm crisp breeze circled my body as I sat emerged in my thoughts, hopes, and memories. The rough bark on which I sat reminded me of the rough road many people have traveled, only to end with something no one in human form can contemplate.
heart was beating so fast I thought I would faint at any minute. I saw
Soon morning came, Jean woke me with a cup of coffee and a plan on where we were going start. We began on a trail straight off from her house. It was a cold and drowsy day, but I didn’t care. I wanted to get home as soon as
Darkness washed over me briefly, as the limbs did their work. Finally, I broke through the wall of thorns, and into the neighboring yard. I lay there for a few minutes, the cold ground soothing the pain that resounded throughout my body as the blood flowed profusely forth.
Slowly I turned around, and I saw it, it looked like a wolf with longer legs and a more human nose and jaw line, with less hair on the face, but the similarity’s ended there, it had long canines that protruded just above the top lip, and though the nose was human there was permanent snarl lines just above the nose, the eyes were mad and red, but the most terrifying thing was when it smiled at me and that was what snapped me out of
was trying to get used to a state that I had never been too. I walked home and
My stomach retched, my throat dry, had I got myself into this mess? A distant thud echoed across the cold, hard floor, ricocheting into my ear. Someone was coming.
The dog was walking on my chest, while I was lying on something soft. I think it was a mattress. The puppy walked towards my waist. I knew it was going to bite. "Get lost".