The Halloween Horror
By e8e944bc, Updated
A story board prompt essay for Mr. Marc's red class.
Alex thought he heard someone in the upstairs portion of the loft. The sound was an eerie twitch of the ladder step. Creak. Creak. Creak. He could smell the iron like scent of blood. The stench of his dad’s casual B.O. also filled his nasal cavities. Alex had thought, “What is happening up there? Are my parents okay? Is someone dead? What should I do?” Then, he started walking toward the dark, shadowy loft. The scent he smelled reminded Alex of the time his dad burned himself very badly while cooking his favorite food. The closer he got to the ladder, the louder the sound got. Creak! Creak! Creak! Every step. CREAK! CREAK! CREAK! He could now see blood falling off of the edge of the loft. Then, all of a sudden, Alex could hear a cleaver start to hack away. Thwack! THWACK! He slowly grabbed the ladder and started climbing his way up.
He picked himself over edge of the loft to find a decapitated head on the floor with a pool of blood surrounding it. Alex tried his best not to spit out his lunch. All he could think was, “Is that my dad’s head?” That made himself feel worse. Then, he saw it. A cleaver was headed right for his throat. He ducked out of the way just in time and he fell with big thunk to the ground. A giant Nazi zombie from South Park appeared out of nowhere. Alex knew that it was suspicious in his house. The kitchen appliances were all left on the floor, some of which were shattered. All Alex could do was run. He wanted his dad’s help but his dad dismembered on the loft floor. Alex ran and remembered the taser that his dad left in his parent’s bathroom.
He ran carefully not to make a noise for the zombie to hear. While he was running, the Nazi zombie found him in the hallway. Alex made some wild maneuvers to get away and finally got to the taser. As soon as the zombie walked into the bathroom Alex turned the taser on. The zombie stopped and started talking. It said, “ Hey, hey, hey, don’t use that on me!” It sounded like his father. The zombie took off its head to reveal Alex’s dad’s face. “What are you doing!” Alex screamed. “I was pranking you with the costume I am going to wear tomorrow,” his dad said. “And where did you find that taser?” After both of them got their bearings, hid dad explained the fake blood and head. “So that is what happened,” said Alex. Then, Alex remembered the closet that was glowing while he was running from his dad. “So what did you do in our closet?” asked Alex. “What is happening in the closet?” his dad asked back. All of a sudden, A loud Vroom, sound was heard. It was the sound of a chainsaw. All over again Alex was running.
Explore Our Articles and Examples
Try Our Other Websites!
Photos for Class
– Search for School-Safe, Creative Commons Photos (It Even Cites for You!
– Easily Make and Share Great-Looking Rubrics
– Create Custom Nursery Art