Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-37810803-20181231231243/@comment-36627132-20190101143649

DrBobSmith wrote: BentReality,

Ned Wolfkin is correct. Nobody will get through that wall of text. My mind won't process it. Please read this:

How I Learned to Not Make a Wall-o-Text If you're interested in reading it, I broke it down slightly.

I was walking off a restaurant, it was raining, i ran all the way to my house, when i got there, i realized i forgot my keys, it was slowly changing to night time, i sat in an alleyway, and i looked up, there were curtains, i saw a slight glow in a dot close to one of them, i figured it was a phone camera or something else, i just sat there waiting for the night to be over, i looked at another window, that dot was there as well,

-why are people awake at this time?-,

that dot dissapeared, later, i was still waiting, then a washing machine fell next to me, i looked up, and saw two White glowing dots, i recognized them, then i looked down, i hid in another place, i had the dread that it would happen again, then, i heard scratching close to me, at that time, the thing's head popped down the sewer ventilation, i punched its head, then it growled and torn part of my back's skin, i got out of the sewer and ran away to a dumpster,

i grabbed some things that were there, and made a makeshift weapon, i was shaking, i saw the eyes, far away at the park, glowing, then they were gone, minutes later, i entered the dumpster, feeling dreadful about all that, i Heard scratching and growling again, i Heard in a deep voice, -this time, he will not run away-,

to surprise him, i jumped out and hit im in the head with my stop sign axe, he growled very loudly, he grabbed me, and bit me, tearing a big part of my skin clean off, it was a very high creature, White skin, claws, Sharp, rotten teeth, and menacing White glowing eyes,

i ran back to my house, broke the window, and came in, i boarded my room, the scratching was louder, and ear deafening growls covered my thoughts, it finally broke the covers and came in, he was staring right into my soul, i had the feeling that if i stopped looking at it, it would kill me, i remembered my dad was a gun enthusiast, so i made a run for it, and grabbed my dad's shotgun, i pointed the gun at the thing's head, and it said -i have been seeing you, Kenny-,

i replied: -how do you know my name?-,

it said: -i have been watching your every move since you were born-,

i remembered, that thing was something that i saw commonly all my life, i screamed at it: -So why are you going to kill me now?!-,

it replied: -because you had so much to live-,

i shot it, it growled in a hig pitched depressing tone, it fell to the floor, it bled green blood, i walked to my bed, with tears in my eyes, and horrible wounds all around my body, just when i fell asleep, i saw two White glowing dots…