I remember ages ago I wrote a story, it got deleted, I asked about it and was told to write it here. Sorry it's really not the right place to ask but do I just type it here? Please respond as soon as possible, I really want to start writing!
Before this starts, this is my first CreepyPasta. It's slightly based on Slenderman but it's mainly the forest that links with Slenderman. *le shrug*
Emilia is the main character here. It takes place in Arizona. She loved reading and writing CreepyPastas. One stormy night, Emilia's friend, Taran, sent her a strange file on ChatterPans. Taran instantly messaged her and said "OPEN IT!". Reluctantly, she opened it. The file was a .jpeg and was a picture of a tree. It was gray, and it looked almost dead. She saw something small behind the tree. She looked at it for a while, then felt strange. Her head slammed onto the table, she fainted. After a few hours, she woke up. She wasn't in her room. She was in the picture! She decided to walk around since she didn't see much of it in the picture. She saw hundreds of other trees, exactly the same to the one in the picture. She saw the creature again, hiding behind a different tree. The creature lunged at her, too fast for her to see it. It knocked her over and was on top of her, its claws digging into her skin. The creature was completly black with an insane, bloody grin on its face, it almost looked fake. She knew that she would die. She closed her eyes, ready to be killed. She heard a maniacal laugh, was this it? She felt her chest being ripped open, she couldn't stop herself screaming. Blood rushed out of her chest, then mouth, then eyes. She felt her mouth morph into a maniacle grin, exactly like the creature. The last thing she heard was "Now you're pretty. Just like me.~" then died. That's what she thought. She hadn't fully died. She could see everything. Emilia, now one of the insane creatures, crawled out of the computer screen. Now she has to watch. Watch as her uncontrollable body kills everyone in sight. The creature would force the victim to watch as it spreads the virus, it controls more people and kills more people. If Emilia didn't open that file, we would all be alive. It was your fault, Emilia. IT. WAS. YOUR. FAULT. We will have our revenge.
Also, I really don't wanna screw something up after pouring my heart into a creepypasta, not trying to guilt trip, and then it gets deleted. Sorry.
I'd suggest familiarizing yourself with the site rules. Your story was posted as a blog (which is a deletable rule here). Additionally, it has quite a lot of formatting, punctuation, and plot issues that need to be resolved if you plan on making a spinoff appeal.
The first few sentances at the top, I did write. Why is my story there now?
I added it as it's a requirement of the writer's workshop to have the story you're asking for feedback posted to the forum. As for it not being the original, I copy/pasted it directly from the blog that was deleted. You're more than free to edit the original message and re-write your story if that's your decision, I just figured you'd want a copy of what you originally wrote for reference.