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I was going to go to sleep, but I saw this and I couldn't resist. Some nitpicks first, I suppose. I tell you (comma) that son of mine was the ...

This is solid work, which makes my job difficult. It's clear to me that you've gone over this many times because I didn't find much to pick at. For that ...

Your rhyming scheme is all over the place and at times it seems forced. As well as that, the poem was sweet, but flooded with cliches. Our love shine's shines ...

“Why are you following me?” she asked (comma) turning. “Yes I do. It’s just not finished yet. (comma) ” s he retorted (period) “You know perfectly well that I meant ...

Heaving heavily in, my mind swirled with random thoughts. Quite a weak first sentence, not to mention it's awkwardly written. "Heaving heavily in" should be reworded, it just isn't working ...

I've had this bookmarked and labelled "REVIEW THIS" for days now, sorry for the procrastination. I spilled a few painkillers down the back of my sticky tongue then took the ...

When Humphrey woke after nine days at sea, it was still early and wet hot. "wet hot" doesn't seem like proper grammar. I toyed around with it in my head, ...

Seems like the person who reviewed this first is trying to convert you to the non-american way of spelling things (you know, all the times "u" was added). That really ...

Phantom blue eyes looked up at her as she caressed her pale fingers over the flawless skin. She blew him a silent kiss; as her grey eyes took him in ...

Not my favourite work of yours, and I will explain why in a bit. "Esteban!" Rolling footfalls up the stairs preceded Esteban's wheezy entry. "Yes si-" he began, before his ...

I looked at my cereal, then pushed it away. I wasn’t in the mood to eat, let alone go to school, but luckily it was the end of the week, ...

The walls are rising. The words are flying. The light is dying. Along with all we used to be. The punctuation in this stanza is fine until the last line. ...

Good evening m'dear. Nitpicks and such first: “…she swung that sword around as skillfully as a great knight in battle. Damn near took my eye out mind you.” My uncle’s ...

My feet couldn’t carry me fastest fast enough through the Brady High hallway and down the left stairs The left stairs? Unimportant detail. No one cares if it was the ...

Okay, I'm going to give this a shot. I will warn you, I've never reviewed an essay before. I'll look at it from a reader's perspective. As if I just ...