The Scary Friday Night.
The Scary Friday Night
Descriptive writing
It was a Friday night. The full moon was shining through the bare branches making scary shadows on our path as we walked. A cool light wind was blowing sending leaves dancing noisily in the forest floor. I remember thinking to myself that the night, was the scariest night ever, and I wanted to ask Scott to go back and take the long way through the road, but I was afraid that he would laugh at me and make jokes about me for being scared of the dark.
The path we walked on would take us past the park and end at the pub above called The Bull. We chose this path because it would be the shorter walk to the pub. We were feeling bored and went out for a drink or two. A walk that led us into the forest. As we walked past the park a group of teenage youths came jumping out from behind of some bushes and trees. My heart was in my throat and I felt Scott give a scared jump. "Oi, what the hell do you think you're doing!" Shouted Scott and swore at them. They laughed and went to find their gang. My face was still a look of terror and when Scott turned to see if I was all right, tan the youths swore at him back and were just standing there, Scott started chasing them. Then an older man appeared from the forest and pushed Scott so hard that sent him stumbling backwards, over a log into a big pile of leaves from a nearby tree. I was scared and I didn't know what to do so I ran thought the forest where I hid hoping to phone the police for help, the battery was dead, I run and hid.
I hid in behind a rock deep in forest n and feeling scared by myself and waited for the sound of crunching leaves. I listened intensely, but what broke the silence was not the sound I expected to hear. From below, in the forest, I heard speaking. The sound reminded some of the youths that scared us earlier. I slowly turned around to see who or what it was that was doing the chanting. Suddenly, from behind, a strong arm grabbed me. I opened my mouth to scream,
Descriptive writing
It was a Friday night. The full moon was shining through the bare branches making scary shadows on our path as we walked. A cool light wind was blowing sending leaves dancing noisily in the forest floor. I remember thinking to myself that the night, was the scariest night ever, and I wanted to ask Scott to go back and take the long way through the road, but I was afraid that he would laugh at me and make jokes about me for being scared of the dark.
The path we walked on would take us past the park and end at the pub above called The Bull. We chose this path because it would be the shorter walk to the pub. We were feeling bored and went out for a drink or two. A walk that led us into the forest. As we walked past the park a group of teenage youths came jumping out from behind of some bushes and trees. My heart was in my throat and I felt Scott give a scared jump. "Oi, what the hell do you think you're doing!" Shouted Scott and swore at them. They laughed and went to find their gang. My face was still a look of terror and when Scott turned to see if I was all right, tan the youths swore at him back and were just standing there, Scott started chasing them. Then an older man appeared from the forest and pushed Scott so hard that sent him stumbling backwards, over a log into a big pile of leaves from a nearby tree. I was scared and I didn't know what to do so I ran thought the forest where I hid hoping to phone the police for help, the battery was dead, I run and hid.
I hid in behind a rock deep in forest n and feeling scared by myself and waited for the sound of crunching leaves. I listened intensely, but what broke the silence was not the sound I expected to hear. From below, in the forest, I heard speaking. The sound reminded some of the youths that scared us earlier. I slowly turned around to see who or what it was that was doing the chanting. Suddenly, from behind, a strong arm grabbed me. I opened my mouth to scream,