It's not done tastefully, it's just violence for the sake of violence.
Not really, Its violence because thats what murderers can do to people...
I love to write stories
And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt. ~Sylvia Plath
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
Not really, Its violence because thats what murderers can do to people...
What I mean is that it does not improve the story at all. The violence makes it worse, at least try to tone it down. At this rate nobody will read your story because it's over-the-top disgusting and horrific, and not in a good way.
Alright, thanks for the Advice, Ill be sure to tone it down.
I love to write stories
And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt. ~Sylvia Plath
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
Detailed violence in stories is good to some extent, but tons of it just seems like a bad horror movie. Tone it down little brother and use it when the story needs it.
And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt. ~Sylvia Plath
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
Alright Well Im deciding, Due too all the violence, Should I stop posting it on here?
I love to write stories
And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt. ~Sylvia Plath
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
Detective Selena Alvero got into her office as she got onto her coumputer, She sat on the sof cusiony Fabric as she adjusted the chair. Her room for some reason smelled like fresh cherries. She had eaten them later that day. Now it was 9:37 P.M. she and detective Jesse Reyna were notified of the murder on the snow Flagstaff mountains. She cracked her knuckles as she touched the cold and hard mouse, on her J.A.R.Radio mousepad And moved it over the start menu, And clicked it. She was trying to find all of these files, pictures from the crime scene. taken at 12:27 P.M. that afternoon. She clicked on the evidence picture 1, It showed the girl, she was blue her head tilited slightly to the left. Alveros jaw dropped, Blood lay everywhere, Snow was dark red. She Exited out and clicked picture 2. This time it was a picture of a note. It read Don't look for me, You will soon be next... S L ...... The handwriting was a little wavy and blurry. She thought to herself, Why would someone do such a thing, who is someone with a name that has a S and a L? Jesse was supposed to arrive at the office at 9:15, It was 9:43 Now, and selena was well worried. She exited out and she moved her mouse to picture 3 the last one, this one showed the girls cheek with the note attacted, right next to her frozen tears. Selenas eyes watered, She exited out and stared at her computer screen for about 5 minutes, Her background was a picture of Detective Jeremy and her. Then she looked next to her and grabbed the murder case files. She opened it up, It read:
TOP SERCRET: Selena Alvero and Jesse Reyna ONLY.
Today it was reported at approximently 12:27 P.M This afternoon Jamuary 25, 2010, That a murder happened on the flagstaff mountains, Some man in a mast and a tuxedo was identified Don Weatherback and John Norris went after the suspect moments after the girl died. We think he is still wandering in the mountains, I uploaded the pictues on the comuter, I hope you can find a lead , if so, call 520-836-5471
Sincerly-Bob Liverfield
Selena once again read the letter, then she put it back and got up, as she walked out the door, she bumped into Jesse, He had a red stain on his shirt and his finger. "Your late.." Selena said. "Yeah, About that..." Selena pointed to the blood. "Oh, I cut my finger on accident. I rubbed it on my shirt" He said. Then she showed him the letter and pictures.
I love to write stories
And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt. ~Sylvia Plath
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne
. Nice prologue.
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