Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25073641-20150322074905

Hello guys! I wrote another very short story, and I think it needs some more polishing. Grammar mistakes, I think so. Awkward phrasings, that's my problem for months now. Plot holes, I think this story have some. So, expecting for some critics out there willing to review my work. Here it is:

"I don't know where they are. They have been missing for almost a year, and the police already closed the case; they already considered my friends dead, without any explanation. I didn't expect that they would disappear after partying with me in my house. Too bad, I'm not able to tell them some more of my cheesy stories.

"Oh, it's already dinner! Gonna hang this phone down. I need to prepare food. Bye Kirby!" Chuckling, I hung the phone, and put it down on the table. I went quickly to the kitchen fridge, then grab a piece of large meat from the fridge. The meat was too large for my appetite, but I'll just going to eat it, since I had too much of them, at least enough.

While microwaving the meat in the oven, I looked outside the window. Well, nothing unusual. It's just the countless leafless trees, the moonless night, and everything normal to my eyes. I still felt very great, like I had many friends, though I had actually have no neighbors around me. Still, I like living alone.

The supper was cooked, and the table's prepared for the great dinner. I put the huge chunk of meat on a large porcelain platter, then slowly cut it to tiny bits of pieces. Before eating the rice I prepared, I pinched a medium piece of tasty meat, then put slowly inside my mouth, then... the taste was unexplainable. It was too delicious for a normal human tounge.

"Why did I just realize this now? Oh my God, my friends really tasted good. I knew it at the first place; they're really tasty. Thank God, I still have a one-year supply of meat."

This is the first time I post a short story here, so I'm expecting YOU! Yes, YOU! 