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Gabrielle

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Ominous Woods

It was a dark, dreary path in the foggy, ominous woods

I came upon a large house that covered all the light

Fissures were set along the winding, walkway

Overgrown foliage growing along the house

This house was a decayed and dilapidated house, Called the House of the Usher

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The House of Usher

The howls of the wind in the vacant, soundless house

Sent chills down my spine as I searched the dark rooms

And the ghastly silence of uncertainty

Made me feel as if an insufferable feeling invaded my soul

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I traveled to my uncle’s house on a dull, dark day, but all I could sense was this vacant eyelike creature following me. Between the mist and the ghastly trees I could barely see five feet in front of me. As I reached my uncle’s house all I could notice was the simple landscape and the decayed trees beneath my feet. Moving closer to the crumbling house, I heard a sickening snap beneath a foot. Turning my head toward the window, I could feel the vacant eyelike creature staring at me, but couldn’t see through the deep, dark, sinister, windows.

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A certain willow tree stood tall in the middle of the dark gloomy swamp.

A wolf barks at the moon in the dank air it’s almost 12:15 and the man with my

Phone is not in sight. Suddenly out of the dense layer of trees he appears. He seems to be wearing a hood and cloak finally I got the phone back realizing that the man was never there.

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A morbid sickening of my heart

Staring down at the mere house

Dreary, decaying trees

Gruesome, ghastly tree-stems

And shadowy, vacant windows.

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A desolate house reflected on the bleak wall,

On a soundless and dull night in fall.

Dusk oppressed the vacant heart

Bit by bit,

The piercing wind terrified, shuddered in dark.

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As I traveled through the desolate woods

I begin to walk though a path of utter depression

Not far in the distance I see a gloomy, decaying house

It was vancant, and definitely had a tenant of a mouse

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Logan Brierley

The insufferably evening

With the dark evening passing on. I came to the sight of an insufferable landscape. The house before me seems to cast depression on me. He house of usher wanted to annihilate of sorrow. The beauty wasn’t orthodox upon thee.

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Poem

The grounds outside the house of usher was soundless

The trees were decayed and rotten to the point of no return

The house itself was dark and gloomy

The dull, monotone look of the House gave it a certain iciness

The house of Usher was truly not a good place to be

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In a desolate field,had a dark and dull castle.Here was a prince,was remarkable.He wanted to find someone to speak for a while.In this dreary night,there were no one can follow his will.

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In a desolate field,had a dark and dull castle.Here was a prince,was remarkable.He wanted to find someone to speak for a while.In this dreary night,there were no one can follow his will.

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A dull dark day in the midst of autumn,

I stumbled upon a house that had hit rock bottom

Dreary and full of insufferable gloom

A steamy fog was about but produced not fume

I felt watched,by what? I don't know

But the windows followed me and my fear was to grow

Unredeemed dreariness from the house of usher

Nervous and frightened by the unknown pressure

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The trees were decaying around me in the dark, desolate path. I was lost in the woods with nowhere to go. And then I saw an old, dull mansion at the top of the hill. I got closer. It had vines growing up the walls and hideous boarded windows. The front door was wide open, so I walked in to find the house vacant. But then the door shut, and at that moment I knew I was not alone.

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The unknown

On a soundless day

There was A vacant house on the hill

It was bleak house with eye like windows

The grapple of the house had no visitors
Until one day

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In the cold  autumn  wind.

A  dull ,  dark  building stood there.

The  vacant  and  eyelike windows  like watching us.
That made all of us tremble.

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 In the dark night of mayThe dull moon had shown the wayOut of the darkness into the dayInto a soundless world that some could sayAnd even more bleak then clay

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 In the dark night of mayThe dull moon had shown the wayOut of the darkness into the dayInto a soundless world that some could sayAnd even more bleak then clay

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It is sorrowful to see,

a house once fond to thee

Vacant and desolate  standing all alone

Dull paint chipping making one groan

As clouds roll in, over the house once so cheery

Leaving the mood so dark and dreary

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The day was as soundless as a library in the cold autumn night. The trail to this manor house was one through the most dreary part of the country. No grounds could’ve been any more simple. The house gave me an empty feeling with its bleak walls and vacant eyelike windows. There was nothing more saddening than this mere house.

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I took a hike in the forest and I came across a old, dull, bleak house.

As I approached it, I saw the bats staring at me, looking like they are ready to attack.

I stumbled upon the house noticing the mystic vapor coming from the windows, fading slowly.

The desolate landscape and dark, rocky stepping stones led up to the door of the house

The glow from the eyes of the house lit up the yard,

Watching my every move.

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A dull house sits on the hill. Riding by on Horseback, With a gloomy and erie chill. The evening shades drew on back, Where mystery and wonder are still.

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A dull house sits on the hill. Riding by on Horseback, With a gloomy and erie chill. The evening shades drew on back, Where mystery and wonder are still.

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The house was decayed to the point where it was ridden of color

The soundless atmosphere gave my mood a bleak touch

The windows of the house had a scenes of bitterness

The dull winds gave such a scary vibe

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The house was full of darkness with no light to be seen anywhere

Everything was soundless except for the creaks in the stairs.

At night there were lights and gasping sounds from the room on the corner

Where grandma lived until she died. Everything was silent until The vacant windows had been broken. The storm was awoken and the thunder was making the house smoking. I thought I was by myself but The spirit of grandma was still there.

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Poem

The grounds outside the house of usher was soundless

The trees were decayed and rotten to the point of no return

The house itself was dark and gloomy

The dull, monotone look of the House gave it a certain iciness

The house of Usher was truly not a good place to be

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The sun was very low and the house was very poor,

The walls were bleak and then someone opened the door

The windows were eye like and the house was dreary,

If I would scream, is there anyone here that would hear me?

My spirit had insufferable gloom,

When I went to the basement to look i was in doom.

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It was during the pale, gloomy night that I reached the home.The building itself was in horrible condition. There was Moss and mold on every dull wall, the ones that still had brick in them at least. every inch of the soundless yard was filled with gravestones. The next thing I noticed was the smell. The stench consisted of smoke, bitter food rations, and, of course, the residents of the shelter. There had been no running water for a day or so, and hygiene wasn't anyone's highest priority. Several bleak faces stare at me as I walk in, showing no emotion other than insufferable gloom. I was one of them now.

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On a dull day,

There was a dark house.

There was insufferable gloom and decaying trees

With creepy eyelike windows

Although it’s creepy,

I’m going inside.

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The bodyIt was an alarmingly soundless nightThe darkness did not feel right I came upon a gruesome sightNo cars no sound not even a light The body was sorrowful an dullPassion  was no longer present and life was retired

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The bodyIt was an alarmingly soundless nightThe darkness did not feel right I came upon a gruesome sightNo cars no sound not even a light The body was sorrowful an dullPassion  was no longer present and life was retired

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On a dreary day in the countryside there was a dark, desolate house.

The home, a large stone building, was gloomy and gray.

There was no one around, no one to arouse.

And so I left, to maybe come back another day.

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On a dark and gloomy day at grandma's House I was bound up in the House

With nothing else to do I explored. My exploration took me down to the unnerving basement stairs with the oppressively low ceiling. Creeping down into the dim lit basement I heard scurrying of mice and a loud clunk I looked out the desolate window at the bleak landscape and all of a sudden everything was gone