my spooky story essay.

Name: Wylder Gordon    

                                                        Spooky Story

When I woke up this morning, I looked out the window, no light shined in at all. It gave me an eerie feeling… my mom left a note on my door. It said that she had to go to work. And the power was out.i walked into the kitchen, We had a much larger window in the kitchen. I could see the sky and our entire back yard through it. It was over cast today. My dad said he would take me to the beach with my friends, but it didn't look like that kind of day… I looked in the fridge when I remembered we had a black out. I had cereal with no milk for breakfast. I got my backpack, and walked outside. 

My dad normally took me to school. But since he was asleep ( i'm assuming)  i would have to walk, or ride the bus! I never get to ride the bus! I thought this would be a fun activity. When I got there it was a while until the bus came. Finally it slowly rolled over. When I got on. No one else was there. I felt lonely but I got to sit in the back! ( the best spot) that spot is always taken on every bus (whenever I get the chance to ride one). I asked the driver how long it would take to get to school. ( No one answered) I sat back down. When I looked out the window again we were outside the school. I said thank you, and hopped off the bus. I took a glance at the window of the driver, No one was there.

As I walked into the halls of my school I started to see and hear ghosts, (like how they sound in movies) the next step I took, I hit my head on the ceiling. It made a loud Thud. I wondered how, I wasn't very tall, and it was clear that I was on the flo-. Wait what? I was floating. Just a few feet above the ground. When I touched the floor again, I ran to my classroom. I opened the door, and what i saw made me very uneasy… At each desk there was a tombstone. Each had a name of my classmate on it. When i got to my teacher, i was almost about to cry. But to my surprise her actual body was there.. And alive as well! She was reading a book. When I tapped her shoulder she wouldn't turn her head. 

Her hair covered her face. I pushed her bangs to the side. She had no eyes nor a nose.. The rest of her face had greenish skin. That's when it hit me. Literally! a whiteboard marker hit me in the head. I rolled my hand over it later, there was a bump. The marker pointed to my desk. The only place without a tombstone… I tried running to the door again, but it was no use. I was pulled back until I had no energy left. Out of nowhere a glass box surrounded me then it started filling with water. I tried breaking the glass, it wouldn't break. When it got to my waist I let a blood curdling scream. No one could hear me. I felt alone, and sad. When it got to my chin, the glass broke and the water disappeared, the bell had rang. Zombied who looked like my friends came out from under the tombstone. The teacher got up and walked outside. When the door opened I started running, I stood there for a moment. The first graders werelittle witches. The seventh graders were straight up monsters! I ran to the gate of the school
(skipped the bus) and ran home i went to bed, and when i woke up..! Nothing changed.. I have been like this for years. I have no hope for everything to be normal AGAIN.