Describe a spooky or haunted place.Write a descriptive paragraph according to 100-150 words.
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Last summer my father booked a house in Nathiagali. I with my family planned to spend my vocations there. I was very excited and happy that my friend Hashim was also coming with me. When we reached there I quickly ran to my room. It was a nice room with big windows. When I looked outside the window I saw a bizarre house at the end of the road that looked very spooky. Hashim and I became very inquisitive and asked the man in our house about the strange house. He told us that the house was a haunted house and the apparition of a young man has been seen there. So the house is vacant and no one looks after it. We decided to find out what the man was saying was true. So one evening we bravely entered the house. The windows and the doors of the rooms were locked. The hallways were quite eerie. Suddenly we both suspected a poltergeist than I thought I saw a skeleton walking towards us, we screamed with horror and tried to open the door which was locked before but the door opened by itself. We entered the room ant the light started to turned on and off again and again. I got butterflies in my stomach. We left the room and entered the other room; there was a big window from where the zombies were trying to come towards us. It was so spine chilling that we ran out of the room. We quickly ran downstairs. It was quite dark and all around was spider’s web. Suddenly I felt something moving on my leg. When I locked closely, it was a giant spider having big red eyes. I kicked it off my leg. That room was full of giant spiders throwing sticky webs. We got petrified. I grabbed Hashim’s hand and went upstairs. Thundering and lighting also started and we heard some blood curdling screams which made us more frightened than before. At that moment we both were in hot water. We really wanted to get out of the house but couldn’t found the way out. In hallway I saw an opened window and we jumped out of it but landed on the ground were zombies were coming out and trying to catch us. We threw stones at them and also there were many strange insects and flies wanted to bite us. We both were very scared but we had to face the music. Fortunately the rays of the Sun appeared and all scary things vanished at the blink of an eye and we quickly ran back home. From this experience I learned that one must not do what is forbidden.
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As I stood, gazing at the dilapidated house. I shivered, as though, ice had replaced my spine. The cold air enveloped the entire body. The multiple layer of clothing could not protect against the deathly cold. The walkway leading up to house were cracked. Weeds and dandelions poked out from these cracks. Red roses grown wildly in thick batches by the gate. The moonlight cast a ghoulish glow on the house. Vines formed a twisted maze upon the side of house, reaching their tentacles towards the roof. The house's walls showed black decay by neglect. Splotches of original paint hinted at the house former prosperity. Cobwebs covered the corners of the doors, tiny black spiders threading towards their prey. The house is fit for the kings and queens of the supernatural.
The door begrudgingly creaked open. A musty, dank order creep into my nose. The house was dead silence except for the intermittent creaks and moans. Black and brown mold dotted the ceiling in clusters, evident of rain seeping through the roof. I quietly entered the dark living room. Windows covered with grime and dirt, the calm moonlight struggled to penetrate the darkness in thin thread rays. Sharp shadows roamed around the room. The sofa and chairs overturned revealing deep grooves on the ground where they used to sit. Wallpaper lay curled on the floor. A large jagged hole dug through the wall stood as though daring any to enter. Picture frames hanged off-centered. Sharp shadows roamed around the room. A misplaced grand bookcase stood the corner of the room, undisturbed for a long time. Selecting the correct book could reveal a secret doorway into a labyrinth.
I made my way back into the hallway, a slimmer of light came from behind a door. I approached and opened the door. I had reached the bathroom. The single window was mildly dirty, a flood of light flowed into the room. Dust swirled around the room as I made my way inside. The medicine cabinet mirror lay shattered in pieces on the floor tile. Empty medicine bottle lay in the porcelain sink. The only sound to be heard is the drip, drip of the faucet. A closer look revealed the discoloration of the water, a brownish concoction. A lone mouse stood sentry at the bottom of the tub. Never having a visitor in a while, it curiously eyed me before scuttling away. Approaching the bathtub, a violent odor made it way to my nose. Pinching my nose, I leaned over and peered inside. Crusty rags filled the bathtub, little hints of movement underneath them. It would be unadvisable to see what is under the rags.
I arrived at the foot of the staircase. I stood and peered at the top, wondering when a twisted head person will crawl down and have me for dinner. I summoned strength and tiptoed my way up the stairs. Each step intensified the moaning and creaking as if the steps could collapse at any moment. I turned to the right, and met my final destination. The door did not give way easier, a forceful push was needed. Stepping inside, a dresser seem to have been pushed against the door, attempting to deny anyone entry. I could make out the silhouette of bed, edging in closer for a better look. A toy dinosaur lay missing its head on the bed. The sheet was splattered with a dark color. The wind intensified outside, the rustling of the leaves and branches were louder. In the corner, a little chair began to rock slowly. The room had once belonged to a boy. The thin strips of wallpaper showed little trucks. Crayon markings scrambled upon the wall where wallpaper used to stick. The carpet squished as I walked. Little picture frames remained facedown on the carpet.
A howl echoed throughout the house. It was time to leave, I told myself. I closed the bedroom door behind as I carefully walked down the stairs. I hoped I did not disturb anything or its somber rest. I made my way outside where my group of friends was standing. They asked me what took me so long; I replied that escaping the ghosts was difficult.
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