The Haunted House, Essay Example

Have you ever wanted to do something so bad that it kept you up all night thinking about it?  But, for some reason something is stopping you from doing that thing. That’s a common problem; a lot of people hesitate or are scared to do things for the first time. You can never over come your fears unless you face your fears.

When I was 15 years old I thought of not going to school, so I skipped school and decided to have a walk around the  area. Out of nowhere, a big, old, gray building grabbed my attention as I stood across the block. At that moment, my mind was distracted by how old it seemed. As I got closer, the more curious I became of what was hidden behind those paled rusted doors. In that silent moment, I felt the wind blowing and heard the sound of the tree leaves hitting against each other. The building attracted me, questions began to pop in my head, why is it spooky? What made it different? Is there anyone living there? So I began to research to try to find answers to my questions I began with asking people around the neighborhood about the house.

I found out that it was the first kings’ palace that was built in Kuwait and it was called Bayan Palace. It was abandoned, and no one had lived in it for 100 years. Some of the people I talked to told scary stories about it and some believed that it was haunted with ghosts and evil spirits. As I studied the palace I took a lot of pictures of it. The next day, I couldn’t keep it out of my thoughts, so I went to our history teacher to show him the pictures and find out more about the palace. I was not the only one with questions, at the same time there were two boys asking the teacher about the palace too. We talked a lot about the palace. Sharing a common interest the boys and I continued to talk and get to know each other.

The first guy was named Ali, he is a short and white. Ali’s father owned a lot of companies and he was the Minister of Education back in Kuwait. The other guy is named Abdullah; he is a free runner and gymnast. He has had a lot of adventures in haunted houses.

After that day we hung out together a few times. We made the decision to go the palace and to investigate what is inside.  Later, as we sat in Starbucks arguing over when would be the best time to begin our adventure, an old man came over to the table. His face felt familiar like I had seen him before and I felt a strange, eerie feeling about him. He said, “Hi young gentlemen were you talking about Bayan palace?” We all looked at each other and answered “yes, why?” he whispered “didn’t you hear about the missing man that went inside and never came back again?” We all were shocked. Abdullah said “what do you mean by that he didn’t come back, because it’s a haunted house? Huh, I don’t believe that can you prove it to me?” he laughed softly and responded “It’s just my advice to you stay away from that place. I don’t recommend that you go.” That’s the last thing he said and then he walked away.

We decided to give up and thought it was best not to go to that place any way. But, we all know that inside we were curious and we all want to discover what was in the palace. So we met together and logged on to a computer finding a chat room about the palace and chatted with someone about that house. We were all shocked when he said that he had entered Bayan palace! We all asked if we could meet him and if he would call us and tell us more about his experience. He just answered with a “yes anytime”. His name is Nasser, he was 22 years old and he is from Lebanon. He is a business man that works for two companies, one of them in Lebanon and the other one in Kuwait.  He motivated all of us and rekindled our curiosity to enter that palace. Nasser said that when he entered the palace he did not feel anything strange and that there was nothing to be afraid of.  He had only entered into the palace for few minutes and then stormed out immediately. At that point we said that it wasn’t worth it to go to that haunted palace, we were busy and all had our final exams and decided we would not go until we had finished our school work.

Then came the  we were finally ready to explore the palace, we got our tools, we charged our mobile phones, made sure we got lights, snacks, and everything we needed. We then started to walk to Bayan Palace. We were all both afraid and excited at the same time. No one spoke or said anything from the moment we moved, we were all nervous. We arrived and we looked at each other’s faces, we all had nervous and scared expressions. We went inside because from the gate it was too dark and we couldn’t see anything. I turned the hand light on and began to feel the breeze on my face and it was cold, although it wasn’t cold outside.

I noticed on the wall there were a lot of paintings and marks. I touched the wall it was rough and a thick layer of dust covered the ground. From outside the building seemed smaller but inside we found out it was bigger than we thought so we decided to split into groups. Each group went their own way and we would meet again and call each other if there is something creepy. We went to the basement floor it looked like a jail. All I heard is the wind blowing and my footsteps we didn’t find anything creepy yet we searched the whole basement. I had no idea why my heart was racing, I felt scared every footstep I took the thoughts of what the people said about the palace it gave me chills and I started to believe it too. We decided to go back upstairs. As I was walking up the stairs I stopped and heard a movement coming towards me from behind. I began to rush up the stairs and started to panic my friend rushed behind me, all I wanted was to get out.  My friend came to me asking, “did you see anything? Why did you run? Are you okay?” I felt somewhat embarrassed and said “I was just joking with you guys” he got angry and pushed me and said “don’t do it again and let’s continue searching and put an end to the myths.” So we continued on.

I felt better with him beside me and started to convince myself that it’s all a myth. As we walked upstairs there was this huge sealed door marked with an X my friends got together and tried to open the door but we couldn’t, we gave up, it was starting to get late so we decided to end it and leave.

I had to go back home so I left and started to walk by home. As I was walking I was feeling a huge disappointment that I didn’t get to see what was behind the sealed door. This thought made me more curious and I wanted to know why it is marked with an X.

The next morning I got a text from Ali telling me to come to the neighborhood park. I got up, washed my face, got dressed, and left the house heading to the park. I arrived at the park and I saw the whole gang there waiting for me so I went to greet them.  While I was greeting them I noticed Nasser wasn’t with them and I saw Ali holding a Hammer in his hand.  He told me now we can open that sealed door I smiled and started to think is it worth it?  I know I was curious and disappointed that I didn’t get to see what was there so I needed to choose. The whole gang was waiting for my answer and I nodded “ok let’s go”.

As we were walking back to the abandoned palace I asked about Nasser and why he didn’t show up, they told me you “didn’t talk to him?” He was to fly to Lebanon, he was too busy and still needed to pack his bag. I felt the group wasn’t complete without him. I wondered if the real reason he did not come was fear.

When we arrived to the palace I looked at my friends with a smile and said “let’s do it!” We entered together and headed to the sealed marked door. Ali said “move away”, as he got the hammer and started to pound the chains on the door. He was surprised that he didn’t have to hit too hard before the chain fell off. The door was opened we went inside and suddenly we thought that we saw something move at the end of the corridor. We were running trying to search and wanted to find out what was that. I thought it was a small child running; we’ve turned off our flashlights in order not to scare whatever that distracted us. All of the sudden, I felt something crawling around my left leg but, thankfully when I focused the light on it and it turned out to be a cat.  I had faced my fear and realized that in the end there was nothing to be afraid of, it was all in my mind.