SAMPLE ENGLISH ESSAY (HORROR STORY 2)

  I opened the door, to my horror, a few skeletons lay there, chained on the wall.

  Okay, time to recap. I and my friends, Jack and Peter, were playing around an old, abandoned mansion. We were told that no one was allowed to enter. However, curiosity overcame us and we picked the lock, granting us entrance into the sacred lair of the unknown.

  At the sight of the skeletons, the three of us were completely stunned. Our jaw hung wide open for a few minutes before we came back to our senses. My sixth sense told me that something was about to go wrong, so I urged the other two to back out of the mansion.

“Don’t be such a chicken,” said Jack, with a shaky voice.

“Aren’t you scared too?” I challenged him.

“Yes, but we might never get the chance to explore here again if we leave now.”

“…All right, but we leave as soon as the first sign of danger shows.”

  We ventured deeper into the mansion. The design looked like some sort of torture room, or a prison. Even though I was afraid, I was eager to discover more. Throughout the lair, we did not lose sight of skeletons or spider webs. These were at every corner, at every turn. The occasional howls from a distance made the hair on our backs stand up straight. We finally arrived at a long hallway. Jack picked up a piece of wood and lighted it up with his lighter. The flame seared at first, but after it simmered down, I was able to see the walls clearly. There were ancient writings, the kind we usually see in an Egyptian grave robber movie. As the expert in history, Jack tried his best to decipher the carvings. Meanwhile, Peter leaned towards the wall to catch his breath. At that very moment, a cold chill went down my spine.

“Watch out!” I shouted.

  Before he could react, that portion of the wall he was leaning against flipped, trapping him on the other side. All he could let out was a loud shriek and he vanished behind the walls. I pounded against the wall, shouting his name. Only then did I know what real terror felt like. However, the chance of rescuing him was bleak. I sank to the ground, desolated and hopeless.

“Let’s get out of here, we have to inform the adults!” suggested Jack.

  I got to my feet swiftly and both of us sped through the building. My heart was racing. I knew that danger may be waiting at the next corner. I could hear blood pounding in my ears. Wait, was that a creak I heard? “Uh-oh,” I thought to myself. The ceiling began to crumble. My sub-consciousness took over. I sprang forward and tackled Jack. Both of us fell to the ground. Just as I thought that trouble was out of the way, the burning piece of wood slipped out of his hand and landed in a pile of grease. Fire started spreading like mad. I struggled to get up.

“Come on, there’s not much time left!” I screamed as I turned towards the exit

“Aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

  In a split second, my head turned 180 degrees. A gigantic marble pillar fell on Jack. I mustered all the strength from every single cell in my body, trying to lift it up, to no avail. My eyes were watery. I was completely out of ideas.

“Save yourself, leave me, please,” muttered Jack, with a weak tone.

  This was certainly a tough decision for me. All the moments we had spent together flashed through my mind. How could I leave him now? As the fire was close to sealing my only exit, I knew that I had to be rational. I dived for my escape route.

  Tears rolled down my cheeks as the mansion erupted into flames behind me.

SAMPLE ENGLISH ESSAY (HORROR STORY)

  The wind was gentle but chilly at first. Out of the blue, the bright flashes of lightning lit up the dark night sky, immediately followed by the roar of thunder. It’s raining cats and dogs.

  

  The alarm was ticking, alarming me as it was already late into the night, 12:00 a.m. The scariest thing was, I was all alone at home as my parents, together with my siblings, had gone to visit my grandparents in Penang. In fact, I am a cowardly girl but made decision to stay at home and hit the books as the SPM examination was just around the corner. There were only two weeks left before the true war would begin. I was updating my blog as my routine after a whole day and night studying hard. ‘Google Chrome is not responding’ kept flashing on the screen. Then, I realized that the internet connection was disconnected after a loud thunder. I shut off my computer before the lightning could strike it.

     

  After that, I ran as fast as lightning without glancing back towards my bedroom from the studying room. I jumped onto my bed in protest. All of a sudden, ‘BOM…’ the door closed loudly by the wind gave me a shock. I lay down on my bed to rest but the light suddenly went out after another thunder. The rain became big fat drops and beat like bullets on the roof. Luckily, my phone was with me. My phone was my spirit at that moment. My hearts started to thud in panic. I unlocked my phone and clicked on the flashlight app’s icon on my phone.

     

  Just at the moment the flashlight was on, I saw a shadow standing in the bedroom with white shirt and there was no head and limbs on the shadow! ‘Ghost arh…Oh my God!’ I screamed rivaled the blast of thunder and rain. ‘God, please help me, I promise to be nice after this’ I mumbled. When I peeked in fear, the ‘ghost’ that I had not seen was my school uniform that I had hung on the wardrobe before. ‘Thank God!’ but I was still be scared. I kept playing with my phone without glancing elsewhere so that I not thought about the scary thing. ‘There is no such thing like ghost or evil! Nobody proved that ghost exist on the earth!’ I talked to myself. Soon, my phone ran out battery, it shut off automatically without warning, indicating my only source of sanity was gone. I was totally lost.

     

  ‘DING…DONG…’, the doorbell was ringing endlessly echoing in my ears, I was wondering who was pressing the doorbell although it was raining outside. ‘Is it daddy and mummy coming back earlier?’, I thought. Then, I headed to living room to open the door with happy tears. ‘Dad…dy…’, when I opened the door, I totally lost all my words. Yes, there was nobody that I could saw. ‘Must be the neighbour’s naughty boy playing the doorbell, but…it was raining now’ I wondered. Someone was trying to break into my house? Nobody by my side for the moment and how could I tackle this. I quickly closed and locked the door without second thoughts despite my hands were slightly shaking. I do not know what to do at that instance. Difficultly, I dragged my frozen and stoned body back to my bedroom in the dark house.

     

  On the way back to my bedroom, I sensed a freezing cold hand touching my back; I glanced back and stared at the bloody eyes like the Annabelle doll of ‘something’ strange with no word. I fainted after that. The next thing was I was woken up by my parents, on the corridor. I cried and hugged them warmly. ‘My girl, why were you on the floor?’, my mum asked. I told them the whole story with tear and fear. My mum curved a smiled and said ‘It’s ok now, don’t worry, my girl… everything had passed’. I regained my consciousness after that. My parents brought me to the clinic for a checkup as I was over shocked and fainted. The doctor said I was too stressful probably in my studies cause illusions in my mind.