It was a chilly Halloween night, and six children stood outside a spooky old house at the end of the street. The bright moon created long shadows in the garden. The kids were weari... It was a chilly Halloween night, and six children stood outside a spooky old house at the end of the street. The bright moon created long shadows in the garden. The kids were wearing colorful costumes: a vampire, a witch, a pirate, a mummy, a zombie, and a cat. A big jack-o'-lantern with a cheerful smile but spooky eyes lit up the garden. Though their costumes were fun, the kids felt nervous because they had heard stories about the house being haunted. They whispered among themselves, wondering if they were brave enough to enter. Lucy, the witch, asked in a quiet voice, 'Do you think we’ll see a ghost?' Tom, the zombie, shrugged and replied, 'I don't know, but Halloween is for adventures!' They carefully approached the old door, which creaked as it opened. Inside, the hallway was dark, and the floorboards made noise under their feet. Andrew, the pirate, joked, 'This place just needs some cleaning.' Suddenly, a gust of wind made the curtains flutter, causing Emma, the cat, to let out a small scream. Her friends laughed, but their laughter died down when they heard a noise upstairs. 'It might just be the wind,' Oliver, the vampire, suggested. They went upstairs and found a big room filled with jack-o'-lanterns. In the corner, they saw a faint shape, but it turned out to be just an old curtain. Feeling braver, the kids giggled at their earlier fright. 'This house isn't so scary after all,' Mia, the mummy, smiled. They realized that it was the stories that made the house seem frightening, not the house itself. Read more