Last weekend some friends and I went to a corn maze and haunted trail. We started off with the corn maze when we got there because the haunted trail had to start after dark. We received tickets when we got there. As we went through the maze, we had to find checkpoints to stamp our tickets with. There were eight checkpoints total in the whole maze, but by the time we got out we only stamped seven shapes in our card. Although, the other group of our friends stamped eight.

Once we got out of the maze, we ate pizza, played frisbee, and waited for the haunted evening ahead of us. After dark, we got in a line infringing of a pitch black tunnel. A few minutes after getting in line, we suddenly hear a chainsaw and see a very terrifying clown chasing after the people in line. The next creature to come out was a devil/werewolf. He wouldn’t have been that scary except for the fact that before I knew it, he was chasing me through the woods, around a den, until I was on my knees, with my hands over my eyes, screaming my head off. I was on the verge on tears until he accidentally kicked me, broke character, and said, “Oh my gosh, are you ok?” I got off my knees and didn’t respond.

Before we were all about to go into the tunnel, everybody there was going to enter, but after hearing the screams of the people in front of us, only four girls were on board, including me. After we got out of the tunnel, every one of the four girls, except for me had gotten too scared and exited the trail. It was only me, my friend’s mom, and her brother. The rest of the trail was pretty predictable because of my friends brother who every time a guy was going to pop out in front of us he knew and told us.

At the end of the night, I thought about our experience and laughed. I ended up having a great time.

 

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