Wednesday, October 7, 2009
The fog rose around the old mansion...
A story's setting -- the location or locations in which it takes place-- often determines the mood of the story. If the writer describes the setting well, it can make the whole story believable, and interesting. Where would you set a scary story? In a paragraph below, describe your scary setting in detail. No one setting can be duplicated, so be the first to post your blog here. Due Wednesday, October 14.
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In the cemtary all the way down the long lifeless road the wolf pack growled an scattered as the car slowly approached.The headlights rolled around the foggy gravestones as if they were about to release their decaying captives. Freeing them into a festable of fireflys, rodents an terrafing creatures wanting to grasp an rip the soal out of any living thing. Brandon B
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ReplyDeleteIn the grave yard dark cloudyspooky noises something moving in the bushes.
Keith McGovern 10-15-09
ReplyDeleteI would set a scary story in the woods. In the pitch black with only little noises in the background. I would make it so theres fog pouring from the ground into the night sky.There will be screams and very low organs coming from somewhere in the woods where you are unable to see. There would be few surviors and many dead gorey bodies by the time its day.
Maia Smith 10-15-2009
ReplyDeleteIf I were to set a scary scene in a movie it would be in a old abandoned hotel. I would have there be some sort of story line...Murder most likely.There would be a few people inside to try to solve the unsolved crime. There will be unexpected things happen in the house and by the end of the night most of the people will die only the person that people didnt expect to live would be alive at the end.
Mark Dubois
ReplyDeleteI would tell a scary story in the woods in a tent in the dark so it would be intense and everybody would get jumpy and everybody would get a kick out of it.
Lauren M.
ReplyDeleteAs im walking slowly down the foggy dirt road,all i can hear is the crunching fall leaves. Bats flew past me into the fog, as i hear their screeches fade away in the distance. The whistleing wind peirced my ears while I try to keep my head warm, then the fog started to settle. I see a little cottage across the creek not that far from me. It smelled as if their were people being cooked for dinner.
That would be my setting to start off the book.
finesse
ReplyDeletewere in the grave yeard its pretty foggy i here things moving in the bushes all i have is a flash light there are spooky sounds around us. we have no clue were we are going its like a never ending journey that were trying to get out of.
Christopher Salvas
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Having to walk through a dark scary run downed gost town. Loud misterious sounds all around and a thick fog rolls in but when that happens you think that your mind is plaing tricks. When you start to hear like some type of animal is running towards you and then you look down the dark figure runs right around you. Then you run up a giant hill but you have happened to found your way to a terifing sight in a spooky grave yard. Dead men talking and scream but the scary part is there dead and decapitade in a tree there bodys where nailed into a tree!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Christian Caraccia
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On a cold, dark night, just down the street was an old, decrepit house.The gate in front was wide open, leading into the front yard which was poorly taken care of.The house itself paralleled the creepiness of the yard. There were shutters falling of and there were holes in the roof. The two windows in front looked like eyes staring down at anyone who would enter the yard. On the bottom floor there were broken windows that had been boreded up and the door had not been opened in years. That night i found myself walking into the yard that not even an animal would set foot in...
A good scary spot is like in a house with broken windows, and floor boards all lifted up. I think it should be dark, and there should be clothes, and blood and broken glass everywhere.
ReplyDeletedomenique Brown ^ ^
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