Question

Пожалуйста, составьте страшилку на английском, соответствующую следующим критериям: 1. 80-120 слов2. Использование глаголов в Past Simple и Past Continous. Was, were+Ving3. Захватывающее название 4. Разнообразие глаголов5. Использование описательных глаголов6. Использование вводных слов7. Использование соединительных союзов8. Использование слов-связок9. Использование средств драмматической выразительности10. И использование словосочетания "out of the blue"-внезапно

Answer 1

     hachi shaku sama 
hachi shaku sama was a Japanese samurai wife.But she was in love with a another man.When her husband saw her with that man he took his knife and cut her mouth.Now in japan every body now her like hachi  shaku sama.She come out of blue.She has a mask and a pair of scissors in her hands.When she saw you she will say "Am I beautiful?"if you answer yes she will stay with you all your life but if you say no she will cut your mouth.If you want to survive say so-so and run             BEWARE OF HACHI SHAKU SAMA.

Answer 2

Title: The Whispering Shadows

Out of the blue, in a quiet town nestled among towering trees, an eerie silence descended. The moon was high, casting ghostly shadows upon the empty streets. Mist curled and swirled, adding to the mystery that shrouded the night.

As midnight approached, the town's inhabitants were oblivious to the lurking danger. The wind whispered through the alleys, and the old houses creaked with trepidation. Mrs. Jenkins, the town's oldest resident, was knitting by her fireplace when she heard it—a faint tapping sound coming from the attic.

Curiosity overpowering her, Mrs. Jenkins ventured upstairs. The tapping grew louder and more urgent with each step. She cautiously opened the attic door, and there, in the dim light, she saw them—a swarm of dark, shadowy figures.

They were ethereal beings, gliding through the air, their eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. Some were muttering incoherent words, while others were whispering in a language long forgotten. Mrs. Jenkins was frozen with fear, unable to comprehend the sinister scene unfolding before her eyes.

As she watched, the figures began to converge, their movements synchronized. They were chanting an incantation, their voices rising and falling like a haunting melody. The room grew colder, and Mrs. Jenkins could feel the weight of an unseen presence pressing down on her.

Suddenly, the figures stopped and turned towards her. Their eyes locked with hers, and a chill ran down her spine. The shadows lunged forward, reaching out with ghostly hands. Mrs. Jenkins let out a blood-curdling scream as they closed in on her.

But just as the shadows were about to engulf her, the clock struck midnight. The chimes echoed through the attic, breaking the spell. The figures dissolved into thin air, leaving Mrs. Jenkins trembling in the darkness.

Gasping for breath, she realized it had all been a sinister illusion—an encounter with the unknown. From that night on, the townsfolk would forever recall the tale of the Whispering Shadows, a chilling reminder that even in the calmest of places, darkness can emerge out of the blue.

Word count: 229 words