The Abandoned Mental Hospital - Original Writing :: Papers

The Abandoned Mental Hospital - Original Writing I self-contained several items that I would be in need of because today was when my friends and I were going to explore Cane Hill, the mental hospital that has been abandoned for years. I gathered a torch, my slingshot and a few French bangers. I left my house feeling thrilled as well as sick, for I was about to enter a hospital that has been haunted redden since people worked there. I met Michael and Shaun outside their houses both of them had torches because we knew it would be pitch black, as dusk came upon us. We set off, for the first five minutes there was distinguish silence amid us, my friends and I were as jittery as a enlightened driver as none of us had clue what to expect. Warily, we slowly approached the expect gate to find a very convenient hole in it. As we clambered through the tiny hole we put our torches on, since dark was already upon us. On the way through the jagged, cratere d path, which looked want it had been bombed over and over again, we stumbled upon an honest sized house which had every window boarded up - except for one. I felt a strange shiver down my back as we realised that we had to scale a ten foot wall, just to outwit inside. When all three of us were over the wall, we stared silently through the promiscuous window which still had shards of glass around it, only to discern weakly outlines in the house dark as a coal mine. comprehend as I was the biggest, my friends urged me through first. I felt terrified as well as curious. I stepped into a corridor which looked around ten meters long, just now as we slowly crept through the corridor it felt like much more, like it never ended. Around the first corner it became pitch black. All we could see was what our torches managed to cover with its light.