I would like feedback on my story!! there is grammar and spelling mistakes i know
GHOST There was once a young couple that were madly in love soulmates you could say but their love was considered a heinous forbidden love so to hide from the unforgiving world they ventured out into the thick woods. They kept running until they found a clearing, out of breath they collapsed onto the floor. There was a small wooden play house in the middle of it they looked at eachother and Draugr said ,“ come one mi amor lets go in thatll be a good place to hide!” while running to the door of the playhouse and throwing it open, his boyfriend hesitantly followed behind him saying,” are you sure its so old looking it could collapse”. He replied,”nonsense it won’t collapse and besides if it did youll have me to protect you.” The inside is what you’d expect dusty full of cobwebs, there was a little table and chair with a teapot sitting on it. “Its a lot bigger than i thought it would be” Draugr said while grabbing the small porcelain pot while turning around he saw a dark figure standing behind his boyfriend and before he could scream the dark figure grabbed his boyfriend and threw him ourt of the house and the door slammed shut locking him inside. He hears his boyfriend scream at him as he pounds on the door trying to open it Panicking he drops the teapot shattering it on the ground and ran to the door trying to pull it open yelling frantically back at his boyfriend. He began backing away from the door and he watches as the dark figure crawls down from the ceiling. The figure snaps his fingers and immediately several lit candles appeared and illuminated the room showing him that the tiny play house has somehow transformed into a normal sized house with a fireplace, a couch, and a small kitchen. He panics and as the dark figure walks towards him Dragur starts to back up towards the fire tripping on the rug and falling into the smashed teapot frantically cutting his hand he continues to crawl backwards reaching for something anything to try to defend himself while saying,”stay- stay back!” in his panic he manages to grab a fire poker from the rack and starts swinging but before he could even follow through with his first swing the dark figure grabs the poker lifting him up with it. “Well you’re a feisty soul arent ya.” he wrenches the poker from his hands and sets him in a chair. “W-what do you want what did you do with my boyfriend?” “ ”oh nothing its not his time would you like some tea? ” “Time? What do you mean ?” “oh yes Dragur you're dead now. I’ll just make some mint tea.“ Dragur watched as the figure walked over to the kitchen filling up the teapot “What- what do you mean dead ?! I cant be dead my boyfri- theyll think he killed me theyll kill him.” The figure then walked over to the fire putting the teapot on a small hook “Hmm thats true. Perhaps it is his time after all.” “NO IT CANT BE”
Wow. Got to admit that took a turn I wasn’t expecting. Great job on creating suspense!
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