What Is The Fear Of The Channing Crew

We ran. We ran to the nearest closet and hid inside. A cleaning supplies closet is where I hoped we would end up. There are many valuable tools to defend with. It ended up to be a linen closet. Oh well. By now I was hoping our faces were not going to be eaten off by blood thirsty rats!

It was getting later and later, and they were still in there “ What was that ” Diego asked Vanessa, but as he got no response he turned around, and Vanessa was nowhere to be spotted. “ Where is she!” asked Cesar “ I don’t know,” responded Diego, so they turned back heading the way they had came from looking for Vanessa, but she was nowhere to be found. As they kept walking, they could hear a dripping sound and every time they walked more and more it would get louder and louder. So they followed the noise, and as they did, they got terrified, and they started to tremble. So they stopped and sat in some old scourge dirty chairs that were thrown on the ground so they can calm down from the haunt that was happening, as they were sitting down they can smell an earthy, metallic smell all over. “ Cesar what is that behind you it looks strange,” questioned Diego and as Cesar turned to see what it was, it was a gory cadaver, so they ran out till where they had come in from forgetting about Vanessa and trying to ignore what they had seen. Cesar and Diego just continued to run for their life until they got to Diego house

Many people tend to be afraid of wolves because of how big they are and their strength. However, we don’t see how important they are until there are drastic changes. For almost 70 years Yellowstone did not have a night where a wolves howl could be heard. In that time the deer population grew fast; because of the increase in their

Nature has been cheated by the outstanding abilities of Coyote. However, the situation does not end like that. The forces of nature triumph once again in order to show a tale's moral. Bear acts in a more natural way. He finally concludes the cycle that his character was intended for, but not before showing an initial naïve personality. This situation creates a first impression on the reader/listener, implying that good convincing skills can defeat what is naturally expected to happen. However, and with full intention of developing a tale moral, these convincing skills only take effect on a temporary basis. The message this tale wants to issue is that nature might be unaware for some time, but at the end, it always defeats any intention of shortcutting the life cycle. This moral is among the most usual used in Native American coyote stories, which were normally told to audiences of young and old people alike. They were sometimes told to teach about cosmology, as instructional stories for the young, to explain history, and sometimes just for the sake of telling and listening to a funny story. In all these different cases, Coyote stories are a reflection for our own lives, pointing out the smallest miseries and the biggest strengths of humans. Unfortunately for him, in the present tale, Coyote serves as the example of a negative attitude, which finally always leads to a tragic end.

For a number of years the wolves were not missed by most people, the ranchers and farmers were happy to have the pests gone. Coyotes,

What is that ? A black wolf! What is he looking for ? Food? I don’t care anymore if he wants to eat me then so be it…….”daddy I will wait for you when you come back and we will play together right? (Flashback) “ no not yet I won’t lose hope yet I can’t let my child wait for me for too long neither my wife cuz if I do she will slap me even after I am dead ( smirked). I took my packback searching for a weapon but what I found were a few empty bottles of glass rope and also my id and my friends id. I broke the bottle smashing them on the ground, after that I took the tip of the bottles and tight them up between my fingers with the rope I had the wolf howl and after 20 seconds an entire crew came circling me slowly approaching me grrr me. For some reason I don’t feel fear it could be because my child is waiting for me or is just my will to live either way what is going to happen next is going to decide everything ( the

After the three of them are done negotiating the natives leave in a hurry, and Mrs. Michaelson instruct the families to follow her into a series of caves. Not all of the families wanted to come with the michaelsons. While the people were in the cave all they heard from outside of the cave was howling. That night turned out to be a full moon, and the families that did not go to the caves were slaughtered by what appeared to be

On Saturday, we began to pack our bags. My parents dropped me off at Noah’s house, assuming I was going to spend the night there. When Daniel finally arrived, we all grabbed our belongings and began the walk to mansion, and what we never thought would be the most terrifying night.

I yelled “Run... Run to the house hurry!” We ran as fast as we could.

Just as I opened the door from the boys’ floor, I stumbled onto Mr. Farrow and that freakishly unhot witch from downstairs, Mrs. Singer. So I kept running. I had to or else they'd catch me and I would essentially be dead meat. It was truly a life or death situation.

Calming myself down but no less terrified, I stepped inside the living room with caution. Almost immediately, the familiarity of the place that had once been my home caused a web of

John pulled up to the rocky crooked edged driveway, he left his family in the car to check the house out. He came to an old brick mansion with green dull vines like sinister snakes along the sides of the outside wall. John saw the door open automatically, his bones were rattling in his body as if they were shouting to each other. He walked up the stairs that lead in the house as they screamed to him, it was like a girl dyeing painfully. He stepped in the house cautiously. A laugh appeared in the hallway. It was a deep laugh as if it was echoing throughout your ears. Footsteps came towards him slowly. They were moving so quickly you could barely here the floorboards creaking. The sound of the footsteps hauling though the house made john scared.

A wisp of black smoke appeared behind Cowboy. It grew larger and darker as it began to take shape. Soon, the ghost of death itself was standing before Jim.

One day their food supply was running low so Mylo and his little sister, Bonnie offered to go catch some rabbits for their dinner that night. They decided that they would go on the trails that were less inhabited by other predators which would give them a better chance of catching and killing multiple rabbits and other small animals to feed their family. While on their adventure through the forest they come across a larger scary cabin that has broken windows all around its frame, and the cabin has ginormous thorn bushes growing all around the outside of the cabin giving it a haunted look. Since coming across such a mysterious and odd looking place in the forest confused but also fascinated Mylo, he convinced his sister who was terrified of such an awful looking place to inspect the seemingly vacated cabin with him. The only way that Mylo was able to convince Bonnie to join the investigation of the cabin was to make it into a game of “find the ghost” Of course Bonnie is never going to turn down a chance to play a game with her favorite older brother, her hero. While Bonnie is looking for the “ghost” Mylo is inspecting the property and its surrounding area in order to see of anyone lives there or if it really is just an empty haunted cabin. Right behind the cabin, lays a small shed with copious animal pelts, including multiple fox pelts. There is an overwhelming stench of death and decay coming from inside of the small shed, but before Mylo has a chance to look any farther he hears multiple loud bangs in the distance. Not thinking much about the loud bangs in the distance but rather the looks of disappointment in the eyes of his parents if they don’t bring home any food. He quickly calls Bonnie over to where he was, so they can get away from the cabin and continue on their way to the trail where their food lay waiting to be

“In the year of 1989, there was a street named Elm, in the state of Wyoming. Few chose to live on that street, and they all knew about the haunted house, up on the hill, on the west side of town, coming off of Elm. Once, I spent the week with some friends and, Halloween came upon us, while I stayed with them.” I was telling my first-grade brother and his friends stories to scare them out of their wits. Besides, no one wants little kids tagging along with you to go trick or treating, when you could go with your friends to Haunted Houses, and not ones set up by the town hall. “We were just about to pass the house, not thinking anything of it, when we heard a moan coming from Old Man Reaper’s house.” Their eyes grew wide with fear. Mr. G.