Essay on Scary Night - Original Writing
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Scary Night - Original Writing
I was now ready to depart after the party, exiting my Cousin’s house. It was a Halloween party. It was a lot of fun; to be honest the party seemed to be quite good. It was suppose to be scary, but now that I come to see it does not compare to how I felt later on during the night. You see the difference is looking at all the story I have heard about Halloween, this one that I have experienced seems a lot more realistic and frightening. I had no choice but to walk home by myself, because of the complicated story my mom told me (which of course I was not listening to).
The night was dark, gloomy, dusky, and silent. So basically these were not the conditions that I…show more content…
Then he smiled and started walking in front of me really fast. Then he disappeared into the dusk. All the park lights were off and there was nobody else around. Again I heard another sound of footsteps. They became louder and louder which gave me the idea of someone coming closer. I stopped. I looked back. I saw no one. I heard nothing. there. There was a shadow lurking behind a car. At first glance I thought it was a cat then I looked again and I thought it was far too big to be a cat. A shiver of fear ran up my spine. I thought that it could be a mugger, or even a murderer! Where ever I went I could still hear the footsteps. I began to walk faster to get away from the noise of the footsteps.
All the street lamps were broken with the exception of one, a few seconds later even that street lamp went off. The only thing that could be seen was the moon, it was shinning brightly. I was taking a lot of different routes just to get away “from the thing”, but where ever I went I couldn’t escape it. I heard a car alarm and looked around in horror. I started to run. The footsteps had stopped. I slowed down again thinking what it could be. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I kept looking around making sure nothing was there. Every time I heard something my heart beat increased.
I had reached the cemetery. I could hear dogs barking. I looked
Scary dreams and their meanings. Read stories about the evil clowns, ghosts, demons and dead relatives that haunt your nightmares.
Dreams or Reality
When I was 12, I had a dream in two parts, spread over 2 nights. On the first night, I was walking trough the desert and my mother showed up out of nowhere. She was desperate to tell me something. She said, “This is a dream, please, open your eyes and wake up”, so I did. I closed my eyes and when I opened them, I was awake, but completely confused. On the second night, I was walking through the same desert, but my mother was nowhere to be seen. Then, I remembered what she told me so I tried to wake up. I closed my eyes and when I opened them, I found myself on a rack in a medieval prison being tortured by some sort of monsters. There were lots of other people in that prison and they were all terrified. The monsters looked at me in shock and started telling me something went wrong. This wasn’t supposed to happen. They told me to go back to the dream. I tried, but I couldn’t do it and the longer it took, the more terrified they became. Eventually I closed my eyes and woke up in my bedroom.
Psycho Troll Doll
When I was 4, I had a dream where I was being chased through my school by a knife-wielding troll doll. He was 6 feet tall and he put the knife to my mother’s neck. He laughed menacingly and it echoed down the hallway. Then he slit her throat. He held up her severed head by the hair and her decapitated body was twitching on the ground. He dropped her head and started toward me. I turned and ran as fast as I could. I felt his hand grasp my ankle and then I woke up.
The Dirty Mattress
In the dream, it was Halloween and I was walking around when I saw a haunted house. A bunch of people were going inside, so I went in too. The house felt really eerie and I heard someone groaning. I followed the sound and found the room it was coming from. Inside, my boyfriend was lying on a dirty mattress with his hands and feet chained to the floor. His face was all bloody and beaten. I went to help him, but suddenly a dark mass threw the door open and engulfed me. When I could see again, my boyfriend was gone and I was now the one chained to the mattress. Somehow I knew the only way for me to free myself from an eternity in that rooms was if I could trick someone and get them to come in so they could take my place.
When I was 10, I had a dream that I was in hell and my grandmother was the Devil. She had me on an operating table and was cutting me open with a big knife. Then all her little old lady buddies came over to join in. They took out my heart and my intestines and they were squishing them and laughing! Then I looked over and saw my dad on another operating table. He was getting brain surgery. He opened his eyes which were completely white and started screaming.
I had a dream once, where I was in a house with my family. My uncle asked me to come with him. He led me to another room where there were bizarre paintings of dead people everywhere. All of a sudden, I realized the people in the pictures were my family. I ran back to the other room and found my entire family lying dead in the exact same poses as in the paintings. I turned around and my uncle was standing there, holding a picture of him and me. He had a saw in one hand and my severed head in the other.
Zombie Songs are Infectious
In the dream, I was watching the evening news and it said that there had been a zombie outbreak near my area. They said the zombies apparently sang a tune that made your heart dance to the music. All of a sudden, I heard some singing outside the window. My heart began jumping in my chest. The zombies appeared at the window, broke through it and started to tear me limb from limb.
The Murderous Bum
When I was five, I had this recurring dream where my parents decided to let this homeless bum live in our house, but when they weren’t looking, he would keep trying to murder us. At one point, all the lights in the house would go out, and while everyone was looking around for a flashlight or candles, I would notice that the bum was missing and so was my brother. Then, I would run upstairs and find the bum holding my brother down and trying to kill him. In the dream, my parents would eventually kick him out, but he would only come back later, claiming he was a changed man. Then he would start trying to kill us all over again.
The Digging Clown
I had a dream about an evil clown digging my grave in our front yard. I woke up completely freaked and looked out the window to see our neighbor digging up his front yard.
E.T. The Evil Terrestrial
In my dream, it was dark and I was lying in bed. I got up and looked out my bedroom window. I saw a figure in the playground across the road. It was slowly creeping up the stairs and walking to the curb. It was E.T. from the Spielberg movie. He was hunched over and foaming at the mouth. He looked up at my bedroom window, reached out with his glowing red finger and pointed directly at me. Then he started running towards my house. I jumped back in bed, covered myself with my blankets and lay there trembling. I heard the front door open. There was an uneasy silence, then I heard rapid footsteps climbing the stairs. Outside my bedroom door, I heard wheezing, huffing and puffing. My bedroom door slowly creaked open. The wheezing slowly got closer and closer until it felt like it was right next to my head. Then my blankets were ripped off and I suddenly woke up.
Amusement Park of the Dead
I had a recurring dream where I was at an amusement park. The sky was dark and overcast. All of the rides were rusty and broken-down, but for some reason they were still moving. At first, I thought there were people on the rides, but then I realized they were actually rotting corpses. Every time the ride went around a corner or over a bump, the corpses slumped from side to side. I was the only living person in the whole park. The dream kept coming back probably 3 or 4 times before it finally stopped and I always woke up sobbing and terrified.
I had a dream when I was 7 years old. My whole class were in the assembly hall. Then principal came to the stage and made an important announcement, but no one understood what he was saying. He walked out and closed the door. Then, the Rugrats came through the main door and stood there while we all looked at them. There was Tommy and Angelica and the rest. All of a sudden, they turned a sickly shade of blue and their bodies began stretching, making a sound like nails on a chalkboard. They stretched out grotesquely until they were over 8 feet tall. Then, they began chasing us. When they touched someone, the person would stretch too and become one of them. We just panicked and ran round the room, but eventually they got to everyone. When my best friend was turned into one of them, they all stopped running and stood looking at me cowering in the corner. I was the only one left. Then, Tommy stretched out his arm to touch me and I woke up screaming.
Valentine’s Day is Friday the 13th
In my dream, I was in 2nd grade and it was Valentine’s Day. We were making cards for our parents. I was at my desk, happily cutting up pink construction paper into the shape of a heart. My teacher came over and said, “I have a special card for you.” She gave me a red card with hearts on it. Inside were the words: “YOUR MOM WILL DIE ON FRIDAY THE 13TH”. I looked at my teacher in shock and she said, “It will really come true.” Then I realized that it was Friday the 13th and I had to reach my mom somehow before the words in the card came true, but I was frozen to the spot and couldn’t move. I woke up feeling so shaken that I had to go check on my mom. This dream happened 12 years ago and since then, every Friday the 13th, I have to call and check on my mom to make sure she’s still alive.
Attack of the Grizzly Bear
I had a nightmare where my friend and I were in this forest and we came to a clearing. There was a nice house with a yard and a fence around it. We were walking up the driveway when we spotted a little boy running out to greet us. He was all smiles and he was waving and shouting “Hello!” As soon as the child was 10 feet away from us, we heard a loud growl and all of us froze in fear. We turned and saw a massive grizzly bear standing on its hind legs and staring directly at us. The bear suddenly smashed through the fence and went straight for the little. With one mighty swipe, it ripped off the boy’s face, then grabbed him by the head and started shaking him violently. We screamed and ran for our lives as the bear devoured him and his guts were flying everywhere. I was running as fast as I could, but I tripped over the roots of a tree and fell on my face. The bear closed in on me and began eating me alive. I woke up in a cold sweat.
First Person Shooters Become Real in Dreams
This man took me into an apartment complex. I had no idea what was going on. He took me into this small room. It was old and had only one bare lightbulb hanging from the ceiling. There was a door with a padlock on it. He picked up two guns that were lying on a small table and handed one to me. “I’ll go first” he told me. He unlocked the door and we went inside. It was pitch black. I couldn’t see a thing. I was shaking like crazy because I was so scared. Then suddenly I heard him screaming at the top of his lungs and there was a gunshot. Then, everything was silent. I inched forward through the darkness, looking for the exit. Then, I heard weird noises coming from above me. It sounded like a low growling sound. I switched on my flashlight and saw two of the most hideous creatures I have ever seen in my life. Before I could react, they pounced on me and the last thing I saw was their red eyes, black hair, sharp teeth and creepy smiles as they devoured me. I woke up shaking with fear.
Little Victorian Girl
I once had a dream that I saw a little girl standing in front of me. She had her back to me and she was wearing a Victorian dress and had her hair cut in a bob. When I reached out and tapped her on the shoulder, she turned around she had the head of a turtle. It still creeps me out to think about it.
Because I Hate You
In my dream, I was in a dark alley and a big truck pulled up in front of me. A tall dark figure got out of the truck and pointed a shotgun at me. I asked, “What do you want?” and he replied, “I want to kill you?” I asked him “Why?” and he said, “Because I hate you, and every time I try to kill you in real life, you somehow manage to get away.” Then, just as he was about to pull the trigger, I woke up.
The Burning Man
Me, my brother and my little sister were in this huge house, like a mansion size house, and we were upstairs. Doing what? I don’t really know, but then there was this really loud knocking at the front door, and it echoed through the entire house. My brother raced down the stairs and without even asking who it was he opened the door. At the door was a pale man with ragged clothes and he was holding up his hands and blood was streaming down them. All of a sudden, he burst into flames. But he didn’t die, he just chased us around while he was burning alive.
Sister in a Sack
I had a dream where I was on a bus and I had a big canvas sack in my arms. I peeked into the bag and my little sister was inside. She was dying and I had to get her to the hospital. I kept asking the bus driver when we were going to arrive and he kept telling me soon. I kept peeking into the bag to check on my sister. She seemed to be getting worse and worse. We never seemed to arrive at the hospital and eventually, when I peeked into the sack, all I found inside were my sister’s bones.
I was sentenced to death by decapitation for an unspecified crime. They put my head on the chopping block and the blade came down. Next thing I remember I was walking around this weird town, stepping really carefully and trying to keep my head balanced on the stump of my neck.
Dad, You’re Not Funny
I used to have this nightmare all the time where I’d be with my dad and all of a sudden he’d get this look of horror on his face and point behind me and let out this terrifying scream and I’d turn around expecting something horrible but there was nothing. The he’d start laughing and give me a hug and tell me he was just kidding. Then 5 minutes later he’d do the exact same thing, and I’d have the exact same gut-wrenching feeling that something horrible was going to happen, but when I’d turn around there would be nothing there.
Dead People in the Fog
I had a dream where I went to an amusement park with my friends. Nobody seemed to notice that everything was dark, grey and decaying. The rides were all broken-down and falling apart. I wandered off on my own and came to a park that was covered in fog. I walked into the fog and saw people just walking around looking sad. Then I saw one of my friends who had died years ago. I was thrilled to see him, but he just looked at me sadly. I told him that we had to go meet my friends back at the amusement park. That’s when he said: “We can’t go to meet them. We’re stuck here now, for eternity. Even if we go to see them, they won’t be able to see us. My friends were outside the fog and they were looking for me. I saw the panic in their eyes. I tried to shout at them, but they couldn’t hear me or see me. I put my hand in my pocket and found my phone. I asked my friend what would happen if I texted them. He said he didn’t know. No one had ever had a phone before. I typed a message telling my friends what happened. I told them that I was right beside them and asked if they could tell my family that I loved them. I told them to leave and not to enter the fog and that I would miss them. They read the message and started screaming and crying, and after that they ran away. My friend and I walked back and disappeared into the fog.