Late one stormy night, a group of friends decided, To venture to a mansion, where terror resided. Whispers of haunting had filled the town's air, But united they stood, friendships strong and rare. The wind howled fiercely, rain poured from the sky, As they reached the haunted mansion, so old and so high. With lanterns alight, they crossed the creaky threshold, Curiosity in their hearts, fearless and bold.

In the grand foyer, shadows danced on the wall, Footsteps echoed loudly, bouncing down the hall. They shared nervous smiles, each ready to explore, Their friendship unwavering, forever to endure. Strange occurrences unfolded, as they settled within, Doors slammed shut, laughter heard, but where had it been? Images on the mirrors that showed no one's face, But the bond of their friendship, not a soul could erase.

Whispers echoed softly, secrets from long ago, The mansion's malevolent spirit, its past destined to show. In each room they entered, its presence would grow, Yet their unity was unbreakable, a beacon's glowing glow. As they dug into the mansion's forgotten past, Their bonds grew stronger, as shadows they cast. Together they discovered, the spirit's pain and plight, A ghost longing for peace, from the torment of the night.

The mansion's dark secrets began to unfold, As friendships prevailed, shining brave and bold. They uncovered the key to set the spirit free, A friendship's harmony, the answer they could see. With hands clasping tightly, they opened the door, Revealing the spirit, her sadness no more. Once trapped in darkness, now bathed in the light, The power of friendship had conquered that night.

As they left the mansion, its haunting now ceased, Their hearts filled with warmth, a newfound inner peace. For this chilling ghost story, a tale to remember, The bond of true friendship, undefeated forever.