Amazing amazing!! I think I read somethin similar to this earlier. Was it you who posted the short story before? It had the man and death. It's was so beautiful(๑•ㅂ•)و✧
There are always other sites to share your work with, you can post it on wattpad, qoutev or even have your own blog.
Thank you and yes i'm pretty sure that was me
I would post it on wattpad or something but I am a bit shy, also I don't think I would post a lot so I usually just leave it in my laptop (▰˘◡˘▰) Thanks for replying~
Even if you are shy, please do give it a try. Don't worry about updating because it's all about the quality than quantity.
I wish I could write prose as beautiful as you can.
I guess I will give it a go and I'm sure if you practice you can write better then me. Honestly though I only speak english I am quite bad at grammar and spelling, luckily I have Google-sensei to help me~
Oh...maybe I could if I tried but my vocabulary is pint sized. I haven't had the time to read novels lately so yeah I'm not improving.
Englishbis like...a third language for me. I suck at my mother tongue too lol so don't worry.
I just started posting my work online about a year ago so I understand being shy. But it really gave me a lot of confidence with my writing. I recommend posting on somewhere like fanfiction.net or archiveofourown.org. Lots of people on those websites post in languages other than English so I would think you could post in another language if you want. Good luck!
So I just started to rewrite this short story I made and I feel like I have gotten better and I am quite proud of myself. Sadly I have no one to show and see what they think so I was hoping maybe one of you's will tell me what you think, like if I have improved. (It's not the whole story just a paragraph or two) Sorry for any mistakes, I am not the best with english
---Year ago story----
A young boy stood still as the cold wind blew around him, his hair tangling up and his loose clothes swaying with it. The young boy was looking down at his bare feet, they were bloody and dirty, full of scratches from not wearing shoes.
He slowly reached out his shaking hand in front of him, his dark emerald eyes following the movement. He grabbed onto the metal railing in front of him, exhaling a small breath he took another step forward as he let his other hand grab onto the railing. Slowly raising his head he looked at the view in front of him. Sunlight shone across the city in front of him as the sun slowly set to rest. Street and building lights had begun to start to turn on, lighting up the few dark areas. Above the busy city few white clouds drifted through the darkening sky, the wind slowly pushing them away over the mountain that stood near the city. As the boy looked over the city he could feel something watching him from behind.
----Today----
A young boy stood unmoving as a cold wind roared around him in different directions, twisting and turning his short, brown hair into small knots. His short sleeved shirt that was ripped and covered in patches of dirt and grime flailed against the rough wind, as did his short pants that were also in the same filthy condition. The young boy's dark emerald were downcast looking at his scratched up feet that was slightly bleeding. His thin lips faintly parted as shallow pants escaped him, his hands clenched into tight fists by his sides.
Letting out a small breath he uncleched his fists, slowly his eyes raised until he was looking directly in front of him. Only a few steps away was a steel fence with a flat piece on top to grab and rest onto. Everything seemed to fade as he looked at the fence, He took a step forward, his arm slowly raising to meet it. He took another step, His fingertips met the cold metal making a small shiver down the boy's spine. Letting out another small breath he closed his eyes, he could feel his heart beginning to fasten. He took another step, his hand curling around the flat metal piece of the fence.