Question

develop a story in about 150 or 200 words ="it was a rainy day. I was all alone at home. it was dark outside. suddenly I heared someone knocking at my door.... "

Answer 1

It was a rainy day. I was all alone at home. It was dark outside. Suddenly I heard someone knocking at my door. No sooner I heard it than a chill ran through my spine. The jumpscare lunged at me, and I turned cold. It went so quiet and I was able to feel my heartbeat increase as I went to answer the knock. When I was halfway over, it knocked again.

I gasped for breath. I tried to stay away from door, but I wasn't able to help my mind. The silence started manipulating my body. Even though I wanted not to go towards the knocks, I still did it. I couldn't help myself.

I tried to look through the keyhole, but something stopped me. I tried walking backwards, away from the door, making not even the slightest sound. Soon, I was in my room, standing in front of my mirror. All I can hear now was the sound of the rain drops pattering on the tin roof.

I was staring right into my eyes, wondering who was at the door. I started asking myself, "What if it wasn't anything at all? It could be just some neighborhood person, right?" But none of these questions were the true answer to the silence around me.

The world around me started darkening. I became darker and darker every moment and everything started to fade away. I was tired, and my head hurt. My body was warm, and I felt drowsy. I knew a fever had struck me. In a few minutes, I was half-asleep. I had hugged myself really tight, because the cold was dire. As soon as I started closing my eyes, I heard a voice which came from nowhere. I was partially in my senses, and I was still struggling from fear.

I walked a step, another, and I saw myself again in the mirror. I had turned pale, and I was shivering. My eyes barely opened themselves.

Suddenly, I heard another voice.

"Niel."

"Who? Who are you?", I said. I realized my fever was at its peak by now. I was barely able to move my lips. "Tell me."

"Here."

I stared at the mirror, still shivering. "Mom? What are you doing here?" My anger took over the fever. My senses came back to me.

"Stay away from me!"

"No. I love you Niel. I do."

After I heard it, I wasn't able to help myself cry. My anger turned to guilt. I picked up my hairbrush, and wreaked it at the mirror.

"No!", I cried and then I saw myself dying away with the hallucination.

Answer 2

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ᴏɴᴄᴇ , ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴍʏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴇʟᴇᴠɪsɪᴏɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ . ɪ ᴡᴀs ғʀɪɢʜᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀs ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ʟᴀᴛᴇ 11:19 ᴘᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏsᴘɪᴛᴀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ɢʀᴀɴᴅғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴀᴅ ғᴀʟʟᴇɴ ɪʟʟ . ɪ sʜᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢʟʏ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴏ's ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴛʀᴇᴍʙʟɪɴɢ sᴏᴜɴᴅ !! ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴsᴡᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ɪ ᴀᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀᴜɴᴛ . ᴛʜᴇ sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴡᴀs ғᴀᴍɪʟɪᴀʀ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ , ɪ ᴋɴᴇᴡ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ɴᴏɴᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴍʀs . sʜᴀʟᴜ ᴡʜᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇs ɴᴇᴀʀ ᴍʏ ʜᴏᴜsᴇ . ɪ ᴏᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ . sʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴏғᴀ . sʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ɪ ᴡᴀs ʜᴜɴɢʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴇᴀᴛᴇɴ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ . sᴏ sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴅɪɴɴᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇ sɴᴀᴄᴋs ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ . ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴅᴇʟɪɢʜᴛᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜɪs . sʜᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴍ ʜᴀᴅ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴ ʜᴏᴜʀ ᴀɢᴏ ᴀsᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴠɪsɪᴛ ʏᴏᴜ . sᴏ ɪ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ɢᴜᴇssᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇ ʜᴜɴɢʀʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴜs , ɪ ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ғᴏᴏᴅ ғᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ . ɪ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀᴅ ᴍʏ ᴅɪɴɴᴇʀ. ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴀɴ ʜᴏᴜʀ ɪ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʏ ʙʏ ᴍʏ sɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴀs ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ . sʜᴇ ᴀɢʀᴇᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ sᴘᴇɴᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ . ɴᴇxᴛ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ sʜᴇ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋғᴀsᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ . sʜᴇ ɪs ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴏᴜs ʟᴀᴅʏ . sʜᴇ ᴛᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴍᴀᴛʜs ᴛᴏᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴀʏ ᴀs ᴅᴀʏ ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴍʏ ᴍᴀᴛʜs ᴇxᴀᴍ . ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ɢʀᴀɴᴅғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ . ɪ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ . ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʟᴀᴜɢʜᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀɪᴅ " ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴅᴇᴀʀ ᴀᴛʟᴇᴀsᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇғᴜʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀ ᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛ ".