Exposition: Last night we asked a few friends to stay overnight to help us watch out for ghost.
Rising Action: This ghost usually peeped in out our bedroom window as soon as we put our lights. At about eight o’ clock, we readied our flashlights, candles, and whatever else we thought would frighten this ghost away.
Climax: The last light to go out was that in our bedroom we together silently, our hands getting colder ever minute. Then we saw it, the dark figure, moving its dark head up and down at regular intervals at the window.
Exposition: Terror seized all of us. After some fear-stricken moments, a brave cousin got up and l, with a trembling finger, switched on the light. To our great relief what we thought was a ghost was only the shadow of a dress place on the clothes hanger, its up and down movement was caused by a slight breeze stirred up by the electric fan.