Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-33077235-20180911001124/@comment-36393004-20180911215940

Ok, I didn't rewrite the whole thing...maybe just half. I wanted to give you a better idea of what this wiki is looking for, so that you can improve what you have and maybe make it into something that meets quality standards.

Example:

I am creating this post for some kind of clarity of the events I am about to relay to you. Let’s just say that I don’t think I will ever go to sleep without looking under the bed, if you know what I’m saying. The words, “Don’t Scream,” still scare me.

There was a girl in my neighborhood whose name was Sarah. Everyone called her Silent Sarah, because she simply never spoke. (You need to add more detail in the following sentences to address what makes this girl strange.)

My friends and I had a tight circle and any girl one of us liked usually was a part of that group. The only exception was myself. I had found myself having feelings for Sarah but was unable to act upon them. I am not sure if it was due to my lack of confidence or due to the fact she was simply so strange.

One day when my friends and I separated, much like we always do on the way home, I took a shortcut through the forest. It was the quickest way, but I don’t always take it. I walked down a trail for a while before catching the scent of something burning.

Since I had made such good time and I knew my mom would not be home until much later, I decided to trace the source of the smell. It lead me to a clearing where I found Sarah, clothed in white and covered in blood stains. A fire was blazing and Sarah simply staring into it. I slowly approached and noticed animal carcasses within the flames.

I thought I noticed her turn my way, so I did what any sane person would do. I turned quickly on my heels and ran faster than Usain Bolt for my house. Arriving home, my chest heavy and feeling really spooked about what I had just witness. All I could do is try to forget, but every day since then Sarah would stare at me. I knew she saw me that day and I began to wonder if I would end up like those animals.

The next day of school I found a note stuck inside my locker. It was simply a smiley face scribbled onto a sticky note and since I had no idea who it may be from, I simply shoved it into my pocket. As I turned to leave I noticed Sarah staring from the end of the hall with a smile peering out from her fiery red hair. I noticed she was wearing a hoodie that looked remarkably like one I had lost just two days prior. I just knew it was mine. I didn’t know anyone else with one that read, “Chill Pill” on the front. I blinked and she was gone. Things like that kept happening over the next few weeks and I began to feel very paranoid. I would constantly be watching to see if I was being watched by Sarah.

One weekend I was on the phone with my friend Charlie. We had been sending texts back and forth when I hear a slight scratching noise upon my window. I slowly make my way over and pressed open the curtain to find nothing outside. I go back to finish the text I was preparing to send Charlie but instead I see texts from Sarah.

I hadn’t even known she had my cell phone number but it there on my screen read things like, “I like you”, “I like you a lot”, and smiling emojis. I quickly text back, “Please stop stalking me, you’re creeping me out.” I get a final text in response, “Don’t worry I will.” By this point I am seriously creeped out and wondering why I had even texted back. I then crawl under my covers like a scared six year old and hope all of this would simply go away.