"Sarah said some stuff to me in the pool house. I think it onlycame out due to the beer. However, it's got me a little twisted around andI'm not sure ...hat to do about it."He nodded. "Is it anything you can share with me? Or something personal andprivate?" Personal and private," I mumbled. "Sorry." Don't be," he replied, squeezing my knee again. "You two have been bestfriends for what seems like forever. Well, forever as measured by a guy whotransferred to the school only a couple of years ago.. Wait, would this plug be considered pandering or not? hmmm... (pondering imponderables)Ok, I am sorry I woke you up. I as one of your readers am enjoying the story, even if your characters do acknowledge that they are in a story, and notice the reader at times. Not to insult you, but couldn't you do something about the punctuation and spelling though?I have a better idea, how about you voluntere damn how do you spell that anyway how about you offer to edit for me? Actualy, if I had to nitpick. His throat slashed open and there was a pool of blood at the place where his heart should've been.Shocked and in fear, I recoiled and retreated away from the bed. As my hands touched the wall, I felt a certain stickiness, with the texture of a thick maple syrup covering my hands. I raised my hands and was horrified at the sight of my blood-covered palms and scissor-sharp nails.Collapsing to the floor, my mind was confused, not comprehending what was happening. As I listened to his dying sounds,. Also, pulling on the pair of jeans you recognize as being the jeans you had on last night you can't help but notice that there seems to be less room for your crotch than there used to be."You're probable wondering why you're here," it tells you as you walking alongside it pulling on your t shirt (again your own), "Well, we have been abducting members of your race for quite a while now, and we now feel we know enough to help improve your species." It pauses for a moment to light a 'cigarette'..