He reached underneath the stuffed mailbag. There, he stood at the front of the vampire’s house. It was huge, black, and different from other houses in the district. The vampire, which real name is Mr Anderson, is nicknamed the vampire because he has a face as white as snow, never had any friends and rumour said he is scared of crosses. Apart from that, he has a big, massive, brown dog that no one except himself had touched. There, under the apple tree, was the dog. It was chained with the tree, which gave him a little bit of relief. He walked fast, steady, and he is scared of every little things with the dog. Suddenly, he heard a strange sound. It was the sound of a lion scratching the blackboard. He turned his face to the apple tree. The chain, which is as hard as steel before, now turned into rust. The dog showed its white, sharp teeth which can chew metal easily. The dog dribbled, looking at the him. He ran with fear.
I did well in adding adjectives.
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