Haunted+House

Nicole Miller 11/19/09 Haunted House “Are you girls sure that you want to go through the Haunted House?” My dad asked skeptically. “Last year you guys got really scared." “Yeah.” I said with a grin on my face, “I’m sure that we want to go. After all, how scary can it be?” My dad, my sister, Lilly, my cousin, Jessi, and I walked up to the pay booth and my dad ordered four tickets. “Hey Emily,” Jessi whispered in my ear, “If you’re not scared, why don’t you walk in front of everybody else?” “Great!” I said happily, “It will be sooo much fun.” “Okay girls! We’re next in line.” My dad said. “Nicole, I guess that you're first!” I slowly walked toward dark door. The minute I walked in everything went black and I let out a slight scream.  “Uh, dad! Maybe this wasn’t the best idea.” I said nervously. Even though we were only steps into the Haunted House, I was already freaked out. “Honey! You were the one who made everyone else come in! It isn’t that bad!” My dad replied, laughing. As I rounded the next corner, an assistant lady was standing there. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. The lady jumped and looked at me strangely. Jessi and Lilly started to laugh, probably since the lady wasn’t even dressed up and she hadn’t even jumped out at me. “Hey guys, would you mind walking in front of me?” I asked them, and with a bit of maneuvering they managed to get in front of me. We continued to walk and soon enough a man dressed up in black with a fake knife jumped out from a window. He followed us as we walked down the hall, holding the “bloody” knife over our heads. “Do you mind if I hold onto you?” The lady behind me asked me. “No, I guess not.” I said confused. The lady held onto my arm as we continued to move deeper and deeper into the Haunted House. Soon, we came to another window and this time a lady dressed in a dress with “blood” running down her face started to follow us. “AHHHHH!!!!” I screeched when I saw her. My heart started to beat so loudly that I was sure that everyone in the room could hear it. When we reached the end of the window, the bloody lady grabbed my arm and I let out a scream. She had a grip of steel and refused to let go. My throat became dry and my heart started to race. “Da-” I tried to tell my dad that the bloody lady was clutching my arm, but the words got stuck in my throat. I was on the verge of tears when five minutes later, the bloody lady was still had her fingers wrapped around my arm, almost cutting off my circulation. It didn’t seem like she was going to let go anytime soon. What was I going to do? The deeper we got into the Haunted House and the longer the bloody woman was holding onto me, the more I wanted to get on my hands and knees and start cry. Whenever I looked at the bloody woman, she was always staring at me and trying to petrify me. Eventually, tears came to my eyes and started to roll slowly down my cheeks, and I started to take long, deep, shaky breaths. Finally, we rounded a corner and another assistant lady was there. She saw the fear in my eyes and the tears on my cheeks and immediately knew that I was scared out of my mind. I saw her shoot a look at the bloody lady and the bloody lady quickly turned around and left. I wiped my tears away as my heart returned to its normal speed. But it didn’t last for long. Soon, we passed another set of windows and this time people started reach their hands out and started to make moaning noises, almost like they were being awakened from the dead. When someone’s hand almost touched me, I had had enough. I got on my hands and knees and started crawling on the floor like a little baby. “Hurry up!!!!” The friends of lady behind me said to the lady behind me. “I can’t!” She replied, “The people in front of me are crawling!” “Well, tell them to hurry up!” Her friends said. “No,” She responded, “They’re literally crawling on the floor!” My dad immediately started to crack up when he heard the lady say that. Once again, we turned the corner and there was another lady with a flashlight. Luckily, this time, I didn’t scream. “Please, stand up.” She said in a calm voice. As I stood up, my face turned a dark shade of red. Soon, I saw a light at the end of the hall. We were finally out of there!! We got out of the house, and the light practically blinded me after being in the Haunted House for all that time. “So, Emily,” My dad said, “It wasn’t that bad was it?” Jessi and Lilly started to laugh, but I was determined to keep my dignity “Nope, it wasn’t that scary,” I replied, “I can’t wait to go next year!”