Essay on Scary Night - Original Writing
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Scary Night - Original Writing
I was now ready to depart after the party, exiting my Cousin’s house. It was a Halloween party. It was a lot of fun; to be honest the party seemed to be quite good. It was suppose to be scary, but now that I come to see it does not compare to how I felt later on during the night. You see the difference is looking at all the story I have heard about Halloween, this one that I have experienced seems a lot more realistic and frightening. I had no choice but to walk home by myself, because of the complicated story my mom told me (which of course I was not listening to).
The night was dark, gloomy, dusky, and silent. So basically these were not the conditions that I…show more content…
Then he smiled and started walking in front of me really fast. Then he disappeared into the dusk. All the park lights were off and there was nobody else around. Again I heard another sound of footsteps. They became louder and louder which gave me the idea of someone coming closer. I stopped. I looked back. I saw no one. I heard nothing. there. There was a shadow lurking behind a car. At first glance I thought it was a cat then I looked again and I thought it was far too big to be a cat. A shiver of fear ran up my spine. I thought that it could be a mugger, or even a murderer! Where ever I went I could still hear the footsteps. I began to walk faster to get away from the noise of the footsteps.
All the street lamps were broken with the exception of one, a few seconds later even that street lamp went off. The only thing that could be seen was the moon, it was shinning brightly. I was taking a lot of different routes just to get away “from the thing”, but where ever I went I couldn’t escape it. I heard a car alarm and looked around in horror. I started to run. The footsteps had stopped. I slowed down again thinking what it could be. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I kept looking around making sure nothing was there. Every time I heard something my heart beat increased.
I had reached the cemetery. I could hear dogs barking. I looked
It's okay if students don't finish the exercise. They can continue playing around with it later.
Now it's time to share. I ask for volunteers. I have one student who is always eager to share, but when I choose him, no one else is willing to follow. This is because he is a very good creative writer and is also a drama student who loves interpreting his writing for the class. Today when he volunteered, I told him he has to wait until others have a chance to share first.
We had two volunteers, and the class clapped after each one. I count down: "Three, two, one." The students know this is their signal to clap three times in unison. I always find something to compliment the students about. This might be an image or an idea. It might be one of their action verbs or the fact the student only had two being verbs. I use some of the following phrases:
"I like that ...."
"Good job with...."
"I wish I had thought of..."
Here are two student examples from volunteers who preceded my aspiring novelist: Student Example 1and Student Example 2
At the end of the period, I share my example with students, which is the bottom half of the handout. This is my first attempt at the rewrite, which is important for students to know because it's only fair that I take the same amount of time I give them to rewrite the passage.