Scary essays

The vehicles cruised at a comfortable speed, lighting up the night sky with a mesh of red and blue while silently following each other. The youngest controlled the front car; after the first half of the ride, his anxiety began to wane and his attention was pulled to the sky.

Critique as always, please. As I stood, gazing at the dilapidated house. I shivered, as though, ice had replaced my spine. The cold air enveloped the entire body. The multiple layer of clothing could not protect against the deathly cold. The walkway leading up to house were cracked.

I knew I was in for a dark journey home. I had decided that by traveling through the forest would be the quickest way home. Minutes passed, yet it seemed like hours and days. The farther I traveled into the forest, the darker it seemed to get. I was very had to even take a breath due to the stifling air.

The creepy sound of the door made me begin thinking that this was a bad idea and that I should retreat. One thing led to another, I was standing somewhere in the middle of the room, and the door had locked itself.