SimplyPersnikety

WARNING! REVIEW DOWN BELOW ---------------> All of the review below is just suggestions. By all means if this review does not help you better your story and make you feel ...

Both of your guys review helped loads. I'm going to touch it up tonight. Sunny, I keep forgetting for some reason to put the main characters name in :P. I've ...

CHAPTER 1. Song : Death and All His Friends-- Coldplay Harsh sunlight burned down on the state of Nevada, toasting more freckles onto my already spotted skin. I dug my ...

CHAPTER 1. Song : Death and All His Friends-- Coldplay Harsh sunlight burned down on the state of Nevada, toasting more freckles onto my already spotted skin. I dug my ...

She stumbled out of the restaurant, tears filling her beautiful almond eyes. Her brown curls were beginning to fall out of the elegant bun that she had spent so long ...

Okay, here is the rest of the review! :) From the stairwell, it was just a short walk to Thirilight's room, for which Morgen was grateful. Unfortunately, when Morgen tried ...

Ello! It looks like your in need of a review! So here I go. This chapter really needs help. ._. I don't know what I was thinking with some of ...

This is... interesting. I like how you describe things ie... Blue sapphire rain or moss covered forests. It's a little confusing though. Who is the woman? Your rhyming is good ...

Thanks everyone for all there reviews! I would like to note that I wrote this chapter on a stray piece of paper, a napkin, my mom's cellphone and a really ...

Lost in a cloud of sorrow Nothing to look forward to I'm endlessly walking in circles Confused and alone Then a light appeared in front of me And I walked ...

Hi! Welcome to YWS! I hope you enjoy it here. Anyhoo, on with my review! How come the stars never fail to come out? No matter how bad things get ...

Congrats on your first FF! I myself have yet to jump into that genre of writing yet. Anywho, here go's my review... Off he goes, after a kiss, a word ...

Chapter One “Isn’t it beautiful?” Mom’s voice was airy as she gazed at the old mansion standing in front of us, her lungs gasping for breath after the long, slow ...

I usually don't comment on my reviews but I have to point out one thing. Not all poems have to rhythm. This was just a suppose to be a funny ...

Not Again! On the eve of July, while the crickets were singing, Uncle Harvey died. He left in the wee hours of morning, never opening his eyes leaving Aunt Olive ...