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Write a story in not more than 200 words . The story begins as ... Once upon a time in the dark woods stood a huge haunted mansion

Dear student,

Such questions are made for enhancing the self creative skills and should be tried answering on your own. However, here are a few points that will help you in framing your answer:              
  • Try to start the story with this beginning; Once upon a time in the dark woods stood a huge haunted house. The house has been there for almost a decade and nobody knows who the real owners are. It had lain abandoned overgrown with bushes and shrubs. On first look, one can see that the house was initially well kept and must have been a happy place. Further, add on what must have been the events that might have happened because of which the house remains unoccupied.
  • There are rumours about the haunted house in the village. The elders of the village ask the children to stay away from the house since they believe that whoever goes near the house does not return.
  • On a particularly cold and dull day a couple passing through the village went on a hike into the woods and had also decided on exploring the house. Here, you can add on what did the couple see and were they ever seen again by the villagers.
  • You can end by writing that even today the house stands quiet and still amidst the dense woods, waiting to devour anyone who goes near it and it’s secret is still a mystery. Even though, many have tried to understand the reasons behind the haunted house’s isolation, no one has ever been actually able to know why the house is abandoned. 
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Dear student, 

Such questions are made for enhancing your creative skills and should be tried answering on your on. However, you may consider these points for your reference.
 

They had started down the hill by this time. There in the middle of the moonlit valley below them stood the “haunted” house, utterly isolated, its fences gone long ago, rank weeds smothering the very doorsteps, the chimney crumbled to ruin, the window-sashes vacant, a corner of the roof caved in. The boys gazed awhile, half expecting to see a blue light flit past a window; then talking in a low tone, as befitted the time and the circumstances, they struck far off to the right, to give the haunted house a wide berth, and took their way homeward through the woods that adorned the rearward side of Cardiff Hill.

When they reached the haunted house there was something so weird and grisly about the dead silence that reigned there under the baking sun, and something so depressing about the loneliness and desolation of the place, that they were afraid, for a moment, to venture in. Then they crept to the door and took a trembling peep. They saw a weed-grown, floorless room, unplastered, an ancient fireplace, vacant windows, a ruinous staircase; and here, there, and everywhere hung ragged and abandoned cobwebs. They presently entered, softly, with quickened pulses, talking in whispers, ears alert to catch the slightest sound, and muscles tense and ready for instant retreat.



 
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Good effort & Great job Uthara. 👍👍
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I think uthara u r a teacher.... because u r using word dear student and mostly teachers use this word...
r u a teacher miss uthara
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