Short essay on a haunted house
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"BOO!" screamed to clown with an obviously fake chainsaw. "Ok. When does the scary stuff start?" Alex said, emotionless. Jack came out of his shock, legs shaking, liquid coming down his pants. "Alex..... have any spare pants?" Jack asked. "Guys let's just get out of here. You know I have an early curfew." I said.
Much scary stuff popped out of the walls of that place. As we went into the maze, we got lost. "Guys where are we?" I asked, scared to death. Alex, showing his first sign of emotion, said "I don't know, but it's getting late I bet. Let's just keep walking and find our way through."
We walked for what seemed like ages but kept getting to a dead end. "My watch says 10:38! WE"VE BEEN HERE FOR TWO HOURS!" exclaimed Alex. "SHOOT! MY CURFEW!" I yelled, "My parents are going to be mad!" We all sat down at a dead-end. After an hour of worrying, we heard doors shut and lock. Then, the lights turned off.
Alex turned on the flashlight on his watch, all though small, gave us some light in this pit of darkness. We walked around some more and found a door in less than 5 minutes. But it was locked. We banged on the door and screamed at the top of our lungs. Still, no one came.
After a few minutes, we started crying until we heard someone unlock the door. Right as it opened, we burst out of there still crying. "NO MORE HAUNTED HOUSE" I yelled. Next Halloween, let's just keep it strictly Trick or Treating.