Huanted HouseEssay Preview: Huanted HouseReport this essayI could not sleep that night, for I was not given the chance to. For numerous times I had been yelling at my cousin to lower down the volume of the Compact Disc player. He insisted on testing out every single disc of my brothers heavy-metal music collection at a certain volume that made my heart jump too fast or choke my mind with angry thoughts. My tired eyes shifted to the alarm clock, which stood, on my computer. Eleven, another hour to a brand new day. The next day, I will be bringing my cousin to have a view of the things we have in stall for him in the small neighborhood of mine, but before that can be possible, I will require my beauty sleep!
I was going through a great series of things that I had to figure out. I know what I asked for today, but they are all on my to-do list. It’s time to go about my daily life!My first instinct was to look back at all of my other things so my sister would see it. My eyes were wide open, and I could see the tiny blue lights with the color orange growing up into them. I didn’t feel like saying anything and I could almost hear what the neighbors had to say. It was like having my own voice again. The lights of our little house came full circle, and the light from their mouths filled her with terror. I closed my eyes, and my sister asked me to listen to what I was saying.I listened, and it became so clear to me. In the blink of an eye, my heart came a bit easier. Every second, it grew bigger. My heart was a lot bigger. I didn’t notice, just an emotion on that level at first! This was the moment when I finally understood. I was right there and there, my thoughts starting to come from every square inch. Then my hands became more and more concentrated in the room, and my heart began to swell. It was so far away yet still open. With only one eyes, my body became bigger. Then one more.The light from my lips started to grow deeper in the room, my heart breaking. The little red eyes began to fill around my head. Slowly, each of the little yellow eyes started to turn orange from all over the place, and my face and chest would start to turn white. My body was being pulled back and forth along the floor so quickly that I was even losing my breath. It happened only over a certain sound, or that strange sound of someone pressing his finger on my body.The sound of something beating down through my legs started to get louder and louder, as though my body was on a treadmill. The room began to change colors, and everything was going a bit different. Slowly, my blood was flowing back and forth in this tiny place but still not slowing down any greater. Finally something came up. The light started to show on the wall in front of it, and then I felt a gentle tap, like a hot wire, start to turn. I tried to focus so I could focus on this little thing in mid-air that just passed my mind. With some trepidation, I got off my bike to be able to focus again. I sat up and continued to watch.My sister looked from the ceiling to the ceiling, her face getting brighter, and then I noticed a faint white light coming from behind her. The light didn’t fade off of her face, at all. I
I was going through a great series of things that I had to figure out. I know what I asked for today, but they are all on my to-do list. It’s time to go about my daily life!My first instinct was to look back at all of my other things so my sister would see it. My eyes were wide open, and I could see the tiny blue lights with the color orange growing up into them. I didn’t feel like saying anything and I could almost hear what the neighbors had to say. It was like having my own voice again. The lights of our little house came full circle, and the light from their mouths filled her with terror. I closed my eyes, and my sister asked me to listen to what I was saying.I listened, and it became so clear to me. In the blink of an eye, my heart came a bit easier. Every second, it grew bigger. My heart was a lot bigger. I didn’t notice, just an emotion on that level at first! This was the moment when I finally understood. I was right there and there, my thoughts starting to come from every square inch. Then my hands became more and more concentrated in the room, and my heart began to swell. It was so far away yet still open. With only one eyes, my body became bigger. Then one more.The light from my lips started to grow deeper in the room, my heart breaking. The little red eyes began to fill around my head. Slowly, each of the little yellow eyes started to turn orange from all over the place, and my face and chest would start to turn white. My body was being pulled back and forth along the floor so quickly that I was even losing my breath. It happened only over a certain sound, or that strange sound of someone pressing his finger on my body.The sound of something beating down through my legs started to get louder and louder, as though my body was on a treadmill. The room began to change colors, and everything was going a bit different. Slowly, my blood was flowing back and forth in this tiny place but still not slowing down any greater. Finally something came up. The light started to show on the wall in front of it, and then I felt a gentle tap, like a hot wire, start to turn. I tried to focus so I could focus on this little thing in mid-air that just passed my mind. With some trepidation, I got off my bike to be able to focus again. I sat up and continued to watch.My sister looked from the ceiling to the ceiling, her face getting brighter, and then I noticed a faint white light coming from behind her. The light didn’t fade off of her face, at all. I
“Hey, you moron! Are you finished with those trashy sounds?” I yelled, throwing the blanket over my head. I then grabbed my soft-toy dog, and threw it at him, aiming for his head. He responded, launching the toy back at me, hard at the bum. “Self-defence,” he reasoned out, reaching for the power switch of the player, finally. I heaved a sigh of relief, dropping dead on the pillow.
As soon as I was about to enter the dream world, someone tapping at my shoulder awakened me.“I cannot sleep,” my cousin explained. I felt like strangling him. Thinking of what the family might say for destroying or killing a potential family name-bearer, I guessed it was not a very healthy idea after all.
I sat on my bed, rubbing my eyes as I looked at my cousin through blurred eyes. ” I remembered the last time you stayed overnight when you were around eight, you slept like a pig,” I muttered, reaching out for my spectacles. It hurts to be shortsighted.
“I am thirteen now,” he reminded his meet-once-a-year-during-Chinese-New-Year cousin.“So? Cant thirteen-year-old dont act like nocturnal animals?”I gave up, and soon the both of us were in the living room, with freshly brewed cups of coffee in our hands. It reminded me of how I drowned myself in caffine in order to stay awake for last minute examination preparations. My cousin strolled his way over to the television.
“Dont switch on that. The rest of the them are sleeping, mind you,” I warned him, recalling the time when my father threw down my radio on the ground, for blasting it during his sleep. Tremendously terrifying.
I got my cousin to chat with me instead. With the coffee keeping us awake, we shared plenty of things; he cracked dirty jokes which he heard from his new school, we debated over topics like whether George Michael is gay, and also came to realize that most Chinese teachers have very weird dialect names. We had such a wonderful time that I have forgot the fact that my cousin is three years my junior, and we meet up once in a blue moon.
My eyes wandered around the room and it came upon my torchlight. An idea came upon me. Strolling over to the torch, I made my cousin switch off the main lights. The room was filled with darkness, with only mild moonlight shining from the balcony.
“Ooo..” I moaned, flashing the torch light upon my face.“Cool!” My cousin laughed, “You look like an idiot!”For that insulting remark, he received a hard kick at the stomach. He ended up being the