Blue Prints For Swing Sets I Am Writitng A Story! Should I Make Any Changes?

I am writitng a story! Should i make any changes? - blue prints for swing sets

It was dark and foggy. It was a light autumn breeze. Her black hair floating in my face. Do not see where he went, I found the lake near the cabin. Splashes saw a dark figure coming toward me. I screamed for help but none came from my friends. Through the chaos, the monster myself. The attempt to free himself, I started the monster. The monster pushed me under water. Bursting awake, I saw my friend Riley snoring softly beside me. You see the blue light I looked over my shoulder. Anne sat on the couch. Her black hair came in all directions. I watched the clock as 3:30 Clock in the morning only. Sighing, I decided to give a ride to clear my head. Hannah asked me where I went. I told him I needed some fresh air. When I left, I realized I was in the wrong way. Turing on the black market in the right direction now. I have tried to close the door softly. When it turned out not so strong. Along the way, I have a small path and begins to follow. A chill in the backI felt myself beginning to drizzle. While walking, I saw some new patches of footprints. Thought it might be someone I leaned closer look at. My thoughts and tired, when I heard a noise behind me. When I got up, brushed the earth began and went on. At the end of the street, I saw that in a cave. I looked and saw it was still dark. Is keen to see why he was there again as I am. Try to find more songs, I heard a rumor. Now i started to panic as I tried to forget running to the cockpit. I ran where I thought I did. Running for a moment I paused. Leaning against a tree trying to breathe, I again heard the noise. But it was smaller and appears below.
Sitting on the damp ground, I pulled myself. I closed my eyes and fell asleep. I knew it was terrible. Forced me to keep open his eyes, I stood up and started walking. Not far from where I am the cabin. Run on them, like opening the door. Swinging back andRTH on the hinges and the dying. I told myself that I, when I left. Rember I could with my dream. I knew that it is wrong. Slowing down of my career, I went to the door to open. A shadow moved inside. Hannah went to the door. Scared me almost hit in the jaw. Once again the tone. He looked closer this time. Since it into the house and asked Hannah if she opened the door. When she refused, the wind has begun to recover. He pushed me aside and went into the kitchen to my growling stomach calm down. Grabbing cookies, I noticed that the expiration date.
8/10/1990
I looked at the calendar hanging on the fridge. Who was not even a day since May 1990.
"EW they are old, is there anything so far here?" I screamed in disgust.
Hannah trotted back to the door with sweet pastries and water. I took it from her hands. She burst into laughter. I asked him so funny and asked me when was the last time I had a shower. I noticed that he was a few days. Thought it was timeShower, grabbed a white shirt and trousers. Climbing the stairs creaking old saw that there are no showers in this house. The only thing a small bathroom that obviously was not strong enough. I glanced sideways and saw the ship. Thinking that I was weak, was the shower. Who wants to know, I left the back door and saw the ship. I pulled my clothes and headed down to the inside, it was average. The fungus grows in the corners and the rain began to rust. Bugs on the walls of their homes. Shivering, I again heard the rumor. I thought it was once again the wind. The wind began to blow. In the wind, it was a musty smell strange. Area around the hut, I forgot my clothes. Ballot to ensure that given the "thing". Stopping dead in my tracks, I started back in pieces. The sweat from my head level. Hyperventilation jumped on me. I tried to run, but my feet got stuck in the ground. The monster was black with brown spots. Her skin had she leaves. It smelled old and rusty. Trying scream that he could not. My voice is hoarse. I drank the water. Finally, it was free. Forget the clothes, I ran into the cabin and shut the door, Riley woke up again. I looked at my clock and saw that there are only six clock was fifteen. Riley, wavy hair, orange, when they took her ponytail down. Walking around the house with Hannah around in high heels, I finally found what I wanted. In the closet of the stairs was a pile of wood stacked up, which seemed strong enough to use. I have always tried to understand why this pile of wood here. When closing the last window Pension Noise