please give honest criticism.
this is from the middle.
As I inch my way around, there seems to be peace, almost as if there is nothing alive, nothing here. Until I hear the sound of cooking. Someone’s in the kitchen! I creep towards the kitchen, and open the door. There is a man cooking at the stove. I try to inch past him, since I have to go through the kitchen. Oops, he heard me. He begins to walk towards me, with a greedy look in his eyes. I take out my pole, and ready myself for combat. With a lunge from him it starts,
Random Chaos: The Creative Guild!!
A Creative Guild about Literature and Drawing, and other creative things.
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