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creative writing

  • Course: Standard English
  • Professor: Mrs. n
  • School: St joeys
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Trapped

I’m standing out the front of the world’s scariest horror house, in Universal Studios, Hollywood. Where I am about to enter through the entrance when my friend suggests that it’s not a very good idea, but I shrug and say what could possibly happen besides being scared half to death.

We enter.

It’s dark, the walls feel close, there’s an awful smell to the place, as if someone has died inside. I feel nervous because I don’t know what’s coming in the distance, and I have what feels like a hundred butterflies flying around in my stomach. I can feel the hairs on my arms and on the back of my neck beginning to rise. I am getting cold chills down my spine. My heart rate is increasing, I feel as though my heart is beginning to rise out of my chest.

We walk through, a chucky doll appears out from the frame cut out of the wall, my heart skips a beat and I don’t think much of it, it scares me a little and I let out a scream, I think to myself this isn’t so bad after all, I think I spoke to soon. After that various horror film characters start jumping out and appearing around corners as I walked through and I am beginning to freak out.

Suddenly, I am cornered by what seems to be a very frightening clown, he has a large crack in his skull it seems to be as wide as the grand canyon, his face is all distorted and has open flesh wounds all over, his eyes are as black as the ace of spades, with black rings circling them, his outfit has been ripped and has blood all over it, his immense red nose is directly in front of mine. He seems to becoming closer and closer and I have no where else to go, so I crouch down and hope he’ll disappear as soon as I drop to the floor in fear, he finally backs away and I try and make a run for it so I can get out as fast as possible. I run as fast as possible but I have come to a room full of mirrors, I’m disorientated, I feel as though the whole room is spinning around me and don’t know which ways the way out, I start...
Trapped
I’m standing out the front of the world’s scariest horror house, in Universal
Studios, Hollywood. Where I am about to enter through the entrance when my
friend suggests that it’s not a very good idea, but I shrug and say what could
possibly happen besides being scared half to death.
We enter.
It’s dark, the walls feel close, there’s an awful smell to the place, as if someone
has died inside. I feel nervous because I don’t know what’s coming in the
distance, and I have what feels like a hundred butterflies flying around in my
stomach. I can feel the hairs on my arms and on the back of my neck beginning
to rise. I am getting cold chills down my spine. My heart rate is increasing, I feel
as though my heart is beginning to rise out of my chest.
We walk through, a chucky doll appears out from the frame cut out of the wall,
my heart skips a beat and I don’t think much of it, it scares me a little and I let
out a scream, I think to myself this isn’t so bad after all, I think I spoke to soon.
After that various horror film characters start jumping out and appearing
around corners as I walked through and I am beginning to freak out.
Suddenly, I am cornered by what seems to be a very frightening clown, he has
a large crack in his skull it seems to be as wide as the grand canyon, his face is
all distorted and has open flesh wounds all over, his eyes are as black as the
ace of spades, with black rings circling them, his outfit has been ripped and has
blood all over it, his immense red nose is directly in front of mine. He seems to
becoming closer and closer and I have no where else to go, so I crouch down
and hope he’ll disappear as soon as I drop to the floor in fear, he finally backs
away and I try and make a run for it so I can get out as fast as possible. I run as
fast as possible but I have come to a room full of mirrors, I’m disorientated, I
feel as though the whole room is spinning around me and don’t know which
ways the way out, I start running towards the way I think is the exit but instead
it’s a mirror, I run directly at it. I hit it with such force. Everything turns to a blur
and starts going in slow motion as if I was in a dream. I feel pain coming from
my mouth, my tongue make’s its way to my two front teeth, but they don’t feel
like teeth anymore, more like sharp razors in my mouth, in this split second of a
moment I finally realize what has happened, I’ve knocked half of my two front
teeth out, I hold out my hand, and there lies half a tooth in a pool of blood, I
freak out.
I start to panic and I start screaming, it’s still pitch black inside, with hardly any
light. People around me don’t understand what’s going on and they think I’m
still scared, until one of my friend’s finally realize that I’m not screaming
because I’m scared, she sees the blood pouring out of my nose and mouth and
runs to get help.
I continue screaming looking for a way out, I feel trapped, I feel claustrophobic,
I’m in fear that another actor will come and frighten me, I bang on all the walls
firmly pleading for someone to get me out, but it seems as though no one is
listening and I feel as though I’m on my own. I have never felt or experienced
this sensation before, and I am terrified. My friend finally comes back with an