On every one of those “personality assessments” that you take online while you should be doing important things, there is a question that asks you to choose the group of words which you feel best describes you.
I often choose the option that contains words like “adventurous, daring and explorative.”
If I’m adventurous, daring and explorative, that makes me a pretty cool girl. Right?
Unfortunately, Halloween taught me that I do not fit that description. And yes, I am sad about it.
After doing all of the things that a UNC student is supposed to do on Halloween, my friends and I decided that we were not quite done for the evening.
As curious, naïve first years, we decided that journeying to the Gimghoul Castle would be an adventurous, daring and explorative thing to do. That may have been true. However, for someone who mistakenly thought those adjectives apply to her, I was mistakenly excited.
At about 1 or 2 in the morning (I am still not sure because Daylight Savings is a challenging concept), four of us embarked on the voyage: a pirate, a human Twister board, a UFC fighter and a strange paper salesman named Dwight Schrute.
For those who are not familiar with Gimghoul Castle, it is located on the east side of campus and has allegedly been the meeting place for a secret society founded in the nineteenth century.
We eventually reached Gimghoul Road and as we made our way towards the castle, the streetlights became farther away and the darkness became darker.
At the end of the road, there is a turning point. As you walk around the corner, the castle comes into view. Strangely enough, there were cars parked out front and the building was glowing with light. Mind you, I am not using the word “glowing” in a figurative way. The terrifying part was the absolute silence surrounding the old bricks. There was not a sound.
We stood in the woods, careful not to break the strange silence, staring at all of the caution signs around us illuminated by the eerie glow of the ancient castle.
It was at that point I realized that I had made it to the part of the horror movie where the people disobey the caution signs and then end up unconscious in the basement of the haunted building.
Two of us decided to turn back in order to avoid being the victims of a murder mystery. I had goosebumps for the entirety of the walk home.
The other two continued on and they were never heard from again.
Just kidding. They’re fine. And when they fill out personality surveys, they can deservedly identify themselves as adventurous, daring and explorative.
Source: kiechle.com
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