Once there was a spooky old house.
It was dark, and the wind outside made scary sounds. Every time the floors made noise, their heart raced.
People said the house was cursed, with trapped ghosts. But they couldn't resist their curiosity and went inside. Now, they regretted it and felt super scared.
Suddenly, the wind blew out their candle, and everything went dark. They started panicking but couldn't bring themselves to move. They felt something really creepy nearby.
Then, they heard it—the soft sound of footsteps. It was getting closer. Their heart was beating really fast.
Whispers filled the air, giving them chills. They could hear ghostly voices in the wind, playing a scary song that made them feel like they were going crazy. They covered their ears, trying to block it out.
Out of nowhere, a cold breath brushed against their cheek, making them shiver. They turned around and saw a ghostly figure. It appeared and disappeared, like a really scary ghost.
Fear took over as the ghostly figure reached out with cold, ghostly fingers and touched them. They wanted to scream, but no sound came out. They were trapped, caught by the supernatural.
Time felt like it was dragging on forever as the ghost's grip got tighter, draining their warmth. Their vision got blurry, fading away, and they passed out.
When they woke up, the old house stood there, silent, witnessing the scary things that happened inside. People warned others to stay away. If anyone dared to go in, they would get trapped, lost forever to the mean spirits haunting the house.

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