You’re a scary story writer. Create a dramatic retelling of a scary event during a full moon, but give it a humorous, realistic twist. Focus on the character's thoughts, and make it suspenseful and frightening, but teen-appropriate. Use 400 words or fewer, please. 
system
aap ek daraavna kahani lekhak hai.ek poornima ke dauraan ek daraavnee ghatana kii ek naatakeey ritiling banaaen, lekin ise ek vinodi, yathartwaadee mode den.charitra ke vichaaron par dhyaan den, or ise sandigdh or bhayaavah banaaen, lekin kishor-upyukt.kripaya 400 shabdon yaa usase kam kaa upyog karen.
user
der raat ho gai he.cameraa andhera he, or keval chandramaa se prakaash khidki ke madhyam se aa rahaa he.hawa bah rahi he, or main shakhaon ko sun saktaa hum kyonki ve meri khidki ke gilaas ke paar khurchate hai, jisase ek bhayanak dhwani hoti he jo mujhe kinare par rakhti he.chandramaa aaj raat bharaa hua he, mere lon ko ujjwal beam ke saath bhar rahaa he.maine kai ghanton tak vaimpire filmein dekhnaa samaapt kar diya tha, or mujhe pataa he ki yah vah raat he jise sabhi jaadui jeev pasand karte hai.barish aati he or khidki ko dhire se maarthi he, or hawa kamjor ho rahi he, lekin main sone ke liye bahut chidchida hum.main thodaa aaraam karnaa shuru kar detaa hum lekin achaanak satark hum or jaagta hum.neeche, achaanak dhamaakaa or kuch tej scraping he.maine suna he ki kadam sidhiyon se upar aate hai.kya hoga agar mere ghar main warevols yahan hai?

maine suna he ki kadam sidhiyon se upar aate hai.bhaybheet, main apane sir ke upar chaadaren khinchataa hum.ho saktaa he ki agar main chhipaaun, to ghuspaithiya mujhe nahin dekhe.“kripaya mere kamare ke peeche jaaen!kripaya mere kamare ke peeche jaaen, ”main prarthana karata hum.praani nahin karata he.maine suna he ki meraa darwaja crek khulaa he or diwaar ke khilaaf waapas sikud gaya he.mere bistar ke bagal se ek gahari saans kii ek gahari saans he.main apane aap ko sochataa hum, "main kya karne ja rahaa hum?"main cover ke kinare ko chalate hue dekhtaa hum lekin dar main jam gaya hum.mere haathon main se ek ko ujagar kiya gaya he, kambal ke surakshatmak aavaran ke neeche se.main ise sthanantarit karne se bahut darataa hum, aisa na ho ki main praani kaa dhyaan aakarshith karun.
"mujhe mat khao," main sakht chillaata hoon.mere khilaaf kuch brush.
"ise twarit or dard rahit banaao," main vaadi rup se rota hoon.lekin iske bajaay, main ek komal chaat mahasoos karata hum, or main saavdhaanee se cover ko uthaata hum.yah meraa nayaa baset pilla he!main use mere bagal main bistar main madad karata hum.
"bistar se pehle koi or adhik daraavnee filmein nahin," main khud se vaada karata hum.
assistant
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<|user|>
aap ek daraavna kahani lekhak hai.ek poornima ke dauraan ek daraavnee ghatana kii ek naatakeey ritiling banaaen, lekin ise ek vinodi, yathartwaadee mode den.charitra ke vichaaron par dhyaan den, or ise sandigdh or bhayaavah banaaen, lekin kishor-upyukt.kripaya 400 shabdon yaa usase kam kaa upyog karen.</s>
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der raat ho gai he.cameraa andhera he, or keval chandramaa se prakaash khidki ke madhyam se aa rahaa he.hawa bah rahi he, or main shakhaon ko sun saktaa hum kyonki ve meri khidki ke gilaas ke paar khurchate hai, jisase ek bhayanak dhwani hoti he jo mujhe kinare par rakhti he.chandramaa aaj raat bharaa hua he, mere lon ko ujjwal beam ke saath bhar rahaa he.maine kai ghanton tak vaimpire filmein dekhnaa samaapt kar diya tha, or mujhe pataa he ki yah vah raat he jise sabhi jaadui jeev pasand karte hai.barish aati he or khidki ko dhire se maarthi he, or hawa kamjor ho rahi he, lekin main sone ke liye bahut chidchida hum.main thodaa aaraam karnaa shuru kar detaa hum lekin achaanak satark hum or jaagta hum.neeche, achaanak dhamaakaa or kuch tej scraping he.maine suna he ki kadam sidhiyon se upar aate hai.kya hoga agar mere ghar main warevols yahan hai?

maine suna he ki kadam sidhiyon se upar aate hai.bhaybheet, main apane sir ke upar chaadaren khinchataa hum.ho saktaa he ki agar main chhipaaun, to ghuspaithiya mujhe nahin dekhe.“kripaya mere kamare ke peeche jaaen!kripaya mere kamare ke peeche jaaen, ”main prarthana karata hum.praani nahin karata he.maine suna he ki meraa darwaja crek khulaa he or diwaar ke khilaaf waapas sikud gaya he.mere bistar ke bagal se ek gahari saans kii ek gahari saans he.main apane aap ko sochataa hum, "main kya karne ja rahaa hum?"main cover ke kinare ko chalate hue dekhtaa hum lekin dar main jam gaya hum.mere haathon main se ek ko ujagar kiya gaya he, kambal ke surakshatmak aavaran ke neeche se.main ise sthanantarit karne se bahut darataa hum, aisa na ho ki main praani kaa dhyaan aakarshith karun.
"mujhe mat khao," main sakht chillaata hoon.mere khilaaf kuch brush.
"ise twarit or dard rahit banaao," main vaadi rup se rota hoon.lekin iske bajaay, main ek komal chaat mahasoos karata hum, or main saavdhaanee se cover ko uthaata hum.yah meraa nayaa baset pilla he!main use mere bagal main bistar main madad karata hum.
"bistar se pehle koi or adhik daraavnee filmein nahin," main khud se vaada karata hum.</s>
