The Whisper in the Old House

You won't believe what happened last night. So, there's this old

house, you know, the kind with creaky floors and dusty corners.

My friend dared me to step inside. At first, it was all fun and games.

But then, I heard it. A whisper, like someone was calling my name.

I froze. Suddenly, the temperature dropped. My breath turned

to mist. I turned around, and there it was—a shadowy figure in the corner,

watching me. My heart raced. I bolted out, but as I did, the door slammed

shut behind me. I never looked back. Would you dare to enter?