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Haris was playing Truth or Dare with his friends, and they dared him to go into an abandoned mansion. As he walked inside, he tripped and fell on his face, screaming in shock. The mansion was dark and cold, and every sound echoed through the empty halls.

Haris stopped walking. Something felt off, like he was being watched. The house was so quiet that he could hear his own footsteps. Then he heard it - slow, careful steps and a faint shuffle behind him. His skin prickled, and the hair on his neck stood up. His heart was in his mouth and his breath came in sharp, rattling gasps. Slowly, he turned around and saw the bottle he had just picked up lying on the floor again… rolling gently toward him. That’s when he realized he was not alone.

Still trembling, he forced himself to go upstairs, the creaking steps after him. In one of the rooms, he heard the same sound again — a slow, dragging creak. Terrified, he ran down the stairs and out of the mansion, crying. Behind him, he heard someone running and shouting, “Help! Help!” As the figure got closer, the voice turned into laughter. Haris froze — then realized it was just his friend, the one who had dared him to go in.

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Earlier this morning, Haris got dared by his friends to go and explore an old abandoned mansion. He placed a bravado in front of his friends to show that he wasn't afraid instead of being a scaredy-cat. His voice toned with certainty, his chest puffed up, and legs strode along the path to the abandoned mansion. On the way to the mansion, Haris felt uneasy every step he took towards it like it was pulling him but kept his strong facade in front of his friends. His friends didn't bother to follow him as they wanted to test him to see if he had phasmophobia for fun. (Teacher, I searched up phasmophobia and copy and paste but now I don't know how to make the letters small..) All alone in the mansion, Haris explored each and every corner of the interior of the mansion yet he felt disturbed when he accidentally stumbled over his toes out of fear. He used his phone as a flashlight, shining it across the halls, taking in the sight of the old, worn out picture frames which were displayed through the halls. While exploring, he heard some shuffles and stomping from the second floor but how could there be anyone here if it was abandoned which confused him. He reluctantly took the steps upstairs to investigate but froze in shock, petrified. His heart was in his mouth and his breath came in sharp, rattling gasps. It was a black silhouette of a tall, unnaturally slim figure. He stepped fast on his feet as he ran down the stairs, bolting through the mansion. On the way out, he almost tripped out the entrance, legs trembling. Afraid what he had seen. He met his friends on the way out, he explained what had happened to him inside the mansion. But they didn't believe him because they thought supernaturals were simply made up. Little did they know... Haris went missing the following day.

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Haris walked slowly toward the old mansion, the beam of his flashlight shaking as he moved. The night was cold and silent, and even the wind seemed afraid to blow. The big house stood ahead, tall and broken, its windows like dark, empty eyes watching him. He swallowed hard and pushed the creaking door open. Inside, the air was heavy and smelled like old wood and dust. The floorboards groaned under his feet. His flashlight moved across torn curtains and broken furniture. The sound of his own breathing was loud in the quiet hall. Every small noise made him jump. His heart was in his mouth. He turned a corner and froze. There were soft footsteps behind him. He stopped breathing for a moment. The footsteps stopped too. Slowly, he turned around, shining his flashlight into the dark hallway, but no one was there. The silence pressed against his ears.

Then came a whisper.

“Haris….”

The voice was faint but clear. His heart was in his mouth and his breath came in a sharp, rattling gasp. His hands shook so much that the flashlight almost slipped. He didn’t want to move, but something inside him pushed him forward. The voice came again, a little louder this time, as if it was waiting for him upstairs. He slowly climbed the steps, one by one. The stairs creaked under his shoes. At the top, a door stood half open. Pale light flickered from inside. He took a deep breath and stepped in. The room was empty except for a large, dusty mirror. He wiped the glass with his sleeve and stared at his reflection. Then, suddenly, another shape appeared behind him. It looked like a shadow ,tall, twisted, and smiling faintly.

Haris spun around fast. The room was empty. When he looked back, cracks were spreading across the mirror. From those cracks, dark smoke began to crawl out, slowly filling the room. The whisper grew louder, sharper, almost angry. Terrified, Haris stumbled back and ran. His footsteps echoed through the house. The whispers followed him, faster and closer. He could almost feel cold fingers brushing his neck. He saw the door at the end of the hall and ran toward it, pushing it open with all his strength. Cold night air hit his face. He fell onto the ground outside, breathing hard, his chest rising and falling fast. The whispers stopped. The house was quiet again. When morning came, Haris went back. The mansion stood still and calm, like nothing had ever happened. His friends didn’t believe him, but Haris couldn’t forget. That night, as he lay in bed, half asleep, he felt something cold beside his ear.

Then he heard it again ,soft, and almost smiling.

“Haris….."

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One cold evening, Haris was hanging out with his friends at their hideout. They were playing truth or dare until one of them dared him to explore an old, abandoned mansion. Haris was determined to look cool, so he agreed and entered the dark building with a tiny flashlight. He immediately regretted it. The air inside the mansion was cold and heavy with dust. The silence dragged out for almost forever until he heard a small squeak from a rat. Although the floor creaked as he started to walk, Haris tried to stay calm and prove that ghosts weren't real. As he explored, Haris found a hallway.

Haris stood at the start of the murky, dark hallway; the dim light behind him flickered weakly. The air felt heavy; his footsteps echoed with every careful step forward. Haris froze in his steps, his heart was in his mouth, and his breath came in sharp, rattling gasps. At the end of the hallway, a silhouette moved slowly.

Haris knew he was not alone.

Haris tried not to panic; he stepped back towards a door, but the door slammed shut. The air grew colder, and suddenly, he saw his best friend. He let out a sigh of relief. He thought it was a prank... He walked closer to his best friend until he realized it was just a ghostly figure of what seemed like his best friend. Haris screamed and dropped his flashlight. The figure was moving very fast; it got closer and closer to Haris.

The lights went out.

The next morning, Haris's friends came to the entrance to find him, but there were no traces of anyone there. They searched every room, and yet the only thing they found was his broken flashlight. It lay in front of a locked red door.

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As Haris slowly tiptoed his way deeper into the mansion, a shiver ran down his spine. Slowly scanning the building from corner to corner. Something touched his ankle. As he slowly looked down...

A creak came from behind him.

His heart was in his mouth and his breath came in sharp, rattling gasps.Trying to recall if he had possibly missed something while eyeing the interior. Perhaps not. He turned his head slowly, but there was nothing there except for cobwebs and the dusty arch that came between the walls. He suddenly felt a cold gush of wind blow through him.

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Haris froze at the top of the stairs, a chill crawling down his spine. He walked down slowly. Taking careful nervous steps as his shoes softly tapped the old wooden floor. It felt like the hallway was getting longer and darker. The shadows on the wall looked like they were moving. Haris tried to breathe normally, but his breathing got faster. Then he heard the floor creak behind him, even though he didn't move. Fear rushed through his whole body. His heart was in his mouth and his breath came in sharp, rattling gasps.

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Haris was exploring the old mansion his friends dared him to enter. The air smelled of dust and something rotten. Each step he took made the wooden floor creak under his shoes. He tried to laugh quietly, pretending he was not scared, but the sound of his voice felt strange in the empty hall.

Then he heard it. A soft dragging noise coming from the corridor behind him. His heart was in his mouth and his breath came in sharp rattling gasps. He turned slowly, shining his flashlight toward the sound. The beam shook in his hand. The noise stopped, but he could feel it. Someone else was there.

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"plop.."Haris tripped over his ankle causing him to fall. The penguin grabbedd him by the ankle....

The penguin grabbed him by his ankle and dragged him into a bedroom.

"Happy birthday Haris!! HONK!!!" many people came behind from a bed, desk and dresser, he had been so focused on planning to explore the house that he had forgot it was his birthday.

*woooodoodoo sound or thinking sound

"and kids thats how we all became closer and ended up like this"

*kid screaming and foaming at the mouth and toddler noises

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Haris stopped mid step, the house was too quiet,unnaturally so. The air felt thick, pressing against his skin. He glanced around, eyes darting from corner to corner, but the shadows seemed to move when he wasn’t looking.

A soft sound broke the silence, a faint shuffle, like someone dragging something across the floor. His stomach tightened. It’s nothing, he told himself, though his pulse disagreed. He turned slowly, his breath catching in his throat. Every creak of the floor felt louder, closer.

His heart was in his mouth and his breath came in sharp, rattling gasps.

Then, from the darkness behind him, came the unmistakable sound of someone else breathing.

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Haris stopped walking. Something felt off, like he was being watched. the house was so quiet that u can hear footsteps .Then he heard it: slow and careful footsteps and a faint shuffle behind him. His skin prickled, and the hair on his neck stood up. His heart was in his mouth and his breath came in sharp, rattling gasps. Slowly, he turned around and saw the bottle he had just picked up lying on the floor again… rolling gently toward him. That’s when he realized he was not alone.

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As Haris hears the sounds of footsteps lurking behind him, he quickly turns around with his flickering flashlight at the empty, eerie hallway, but the footsteps only get louder and faster. Haris started to panic as he looked around frantically... but just as he turned his back from the hallway.. he could hear a loud thud behind him.. like someone was just standing right behind him.. his heart was in his mouth and his breath came in sharp, rattling gasps.. as he turned around he saw a large silhouette at the turn he just took.. He soon realized he wasn't alone.. but he feared the realization was too late..

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haris turns around and goes to run out of the building but the doors were shut..

an eerie feeling rushes up to him....

suddenly... A PENGUIN RUNS TO HIM.... The penguins starts chasing him and runs to him, he manages to go into a room and shuts the doors. The penguin didnt hesitate to pound on the door. "BANG! clink" the door goes after the penguin rushes to the door, haris quickly blocked the door with anything in that room to prevent the penguin from coming in."SCREEECH!" a sound comes from the desk he had used to block the door.

He sat down for a moment to catch his breath. His heart was in his mouth and his breath came in sharp, rattling gasps.

He takes a look around the room, there were moutain of books all over and shelves never ending from top to bottom. It was very clear the room he was in was the library or study. He walked deeper into the library, the further he went the more dust he saw.

"BANG! BANG!" the penguin was pounding on the door, haris ran deeper into the study.

"plop.." haris tripped over his ankle causing him to fall. the penguin grabbed him by the neck....

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His heart was in his mouth and his breath came in sharp, rattling gasp. His hand full of tremble and legs slowly dragged on forward.

His heart stopped.

He heard a small creak on the wooden floor behind him, when he turned back no one was there. Then, a small breeze glided around his neck. He looked back and he knew... He wasn't alone.

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Haris stood at the start of the murky, dark hallway; the dim lights behind him flickered weakly. The air felt heavy; his footsteps echoed with every careful step forward. Haris froze in his steps, his heart was in his mouth, and his breath came in sharp, rattling gasps. At the end of the hallway, a silhouette moved slowly. Haris knew he was not alone. btw this is from alayna

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Haris explored the old and abandoned mansion, the floor creaked every step he took. While taking sight of the interior of the mansion, Haris heard a creak but it wasn't coming from him. He soon realized he wasn't alone, a shiver ran down his spine. The sound came from upstairs but when he looked up, nothing was there. He stood there petrified, unable to move. His heart was in his mouth and his breath came in sharp, rattling gasps. Something or someone was with him... (I came in late but I tried my best :c I think this is too short...)

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Instructions:

1. write only the moment of realization - from the time Haris senses something is wrong until the moment he realizes he's not alone.

2. Focus on building suspense and tension, not on explaining what happens afterward.

3. Use the techniques that we've learned.

4. You must include this sentence somewhere in your writing: "His heart was in his mouth and his breath came in sharp, rattling gasps."