Horror story essay 150 words

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.

I find that the stories end up being 150 words exactly. Not 147, or 151. 150. I’m not sure why this happens time and again, but when I finish the first draft I do not check the word count. I make my edits until I’m happy with the story and then I check. Every time but once the count has been 150 words.

‘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.

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.