Here is a sample from the book i'm writing. i really wanna know if it's good.

I guess it cut some of it off XD here-blonde hair that reached his eyebrows, his eyelashes were thick, and he had a slight tan. He was hot I had to admit but probably was as dumb as a rock. I smirked and then suddenly he whispered. “Raven” then everything disappeared. The forest floor was ripping underneath me and I awoke from my dream screaming, and screaming, I didn’t think I’d stop but suddenly I did. My throat hurt too much to continue my forever-lasting ear bleeding scream that I had planned for. I looked around. I was in my bedroom I knew I was cause I saw all my books and other items on the huge smooth black shelf. But I recognized my room mostly cause I saw my sponge bob poster on my bedroom door (I glued it there when I was 7). I felt myself relax as I fell back against the kama sighing with relief. It was all a dream; I felt a sharp pain on my forehead and lifted my hand to touch it. My fingers brushed against a bump and I quickly pulled back because of the intense pain. Ouch bleep, just bleep. I looked around and at my clock it read 2:20… and it’s Tuesday right? I should be in school still. Umm okay then. I got out of kama slowly; touching the floor with my toes to see if it was solid, and of course it was I was overreacting jeez it was just a stupid dream. I hoped out of kama grabbing a pair of my ripped jeans, a black sando that sinabi “Hollywood undead”, and of course my black hooded jacket. I thumped down the stairs and looked around, creamy walls, splintered covered floors, and the sink piled high with plates and glasses. I spotted a note on the wooden beat up mesa in the middle of the room. Mother must not be tahanan again…ugh out partying with some drunk. Sometimes mother doesn’t know when to stop, sleeping with another guy every night. Another sharp pain made me touch my head again only to pull back quickly as soon as I brushed the strange bump… maybe I just hit my head while I was sleeping duh. A strange noise came from outside and I peaked out the window. A teenager was hiding on the side of someone’s house (smoking) while a dog carried on inside of the stranger’s home. These girls drive me up the walls; do they seriously think it’s cool to smoke anyways? Well it’s not and one araw they’re all going to get a rude awakening hopefully not sa pamamagitan ng handcuffs (I’d pag-ibig to see that) because I wouldn’t want anyone in jail. Mother told me to try to be nice to people and think positive. She told me if I saw someone doing wrong don’t wish bad things on them, hope for them to get well (and madami blah blah blah blah… I can’t help it I’m just giving the hard honest truth). I studied the teen she had long shinny bleach blond hair pulled back into a ponytail, shinny light kulay-rosas lips (Gross), A tube tuktok that was leopard print along with skin tight jeans, and a fake tan (Makes her look orange), and the longest hot kulay-rosas nails (Let me tell you something… I absolutely hate light and hot pink). I have no words except ugh. I turned around and pulled the blinds. I glanced at the note then walked over to it snatching it between my fingers and opening it slowly and read it carefully. Ice, I’ll be out all night tonight working! Yea I finally got accepted into Havenwood. Yay be happy 4 me! Make yourself hapunan or go out and eat. 50$ on the mesa for the whole night. We need to talk tonight also so stay up… I have something to tell you Umm she got a job… she has managed to surprise me even though I know it probably won’t last three days. I wonder what she wants to talk about (maybe school or moving again) I gave out a loud sigh. We’ve moved six times now and I’ve hated every one of them except my real tahanan in Ohio that I wish we’d go back to. I didn’t want to think about moving again or my real tahanan in Ohio. Danny and Sarah are there right now. Sarah and I had been best mga kaibigan since I remember but I can’t remember anything since four and down it was all a blur but still ever since I could remember she was there for me. I remember our first araw in 9th grade still. Sarah and I were sitting on the bus in the same upuan laughing and giggling as if we hadn’t seen each other in months. She was going on and on about something with Brad involved and I was blankly staring out the window, nodding to every word she said, I didn’t really care for her obsession. Then the susunod araw she didn’t sit with me, the susunod she barley talked to me and sat with someone else. I remember the pain I felt when a week had past. I didn’t know what had gotten into her but she really didn’t want to see or speak to me anymore. Then I got mad and confronted her and she flipped calling me a control freak and all. Then that was it. That’s all it takes to ruin a fake friendship. I shook my head and just stared down at the note. To much stuff to think about. I walked passed the back door and…screamed. Someone was standing on my back porch dressed in all black and scared the crap out of me. I tripped over the rug, fell on my face, and got back up grabbing a baseball bat, and all the guy did was chuckle and push his hood back. I stared down at the rug; cursing at it for ruining my “I’ll kill you if u harm me look” I didn’t bother to straighten the brown rag that’s now crumbled on the floor. I looked at the guy who made me fall on my face and studied him. The boy had pitch black hair that almost reached past his eye lashes, long thick eye lashes, skin that was just so beautifully white, high cheek bones, and dark lighting blue eyes that flashed in the light. It took me all my strength to tear my eyes from the boy but I found myself wondering back. Tall, at least an eight pack, wide broad shoulders, muscular arms, and he was really skinny. I pulled the door open a crack and spoke into it. My voice trembling a little from the pounding bump on my head. Now pounding harder. “Hello umm what do u want?” I tried to keep it casual. He smiled looking down at his feet. “Umm I’m Jackson Redwood from your science class, and well I’ve come to tell you that Mrs. Katlin sent me here with this address” He holds up a paper that was crumbled (must’ve been in his pocket) “She told me your my study buddy? So I decided to stop over… I didn’t know you beat your study buddies with baseball bats though. Maybe I’ll rethink the study buddy thing?” He glanced over at the baseball bat once more. For a segundo I thought he was going to be all like “she’s crazy” and slowly back out of the room. His lazy eyes told me he was just plain trouble with a capital T. So did the smell of serbesa on his jacket. “Well I don’t really have boys over… so my mother might mind if you hang out here.” He nodded and smiled again. I frowned. He obviously wasn’t leaving anytime soon. He probably just wants an A on that test. “One moment” I flashed him a glare sharp, as glass and he didn’t even flinch or look away. He just flashed me a smile and sat down onto a chair on the pouch. Something was wrong my mind was telling me. I thumped back up the stairs to my bathroom in my room. Looking at myself in the mirror. My pitch black stomach length hair clung to my shoulders, my wide gray eyes stared back, my pale skin had flaws, acne had been standing out really badly. Ugh I quickly applied make up, lining my eyes with eyeliner, covering my lashes in mascara, and then fixing my hair in a messy bun. Hoping back down the stairs. I walked to the back porch making my tone rough and scratchy. My eyes snapped down to something he had on his lap. It was a piece of paper. “Now mind to tell me what your really doing here.” Glaring at him again. I asked the tanong for a reason. He had a blank piece of paper in his hand that he had claimed had my “address” on it. It didn’t even have one single word on it. His face-hardened and before he could up the pader back up I saw that he was terrified the emotion was clear. Terrified that I knew something he didn’t want me too. He should’ve known I was smarter then I looked. Quickly smoothing his features he stood up and tried to explain. “Um… listen this paper is not the one with the address.” He shifted his weighed and tried to smile pretending he was obliviously amused. Quickly smoothing his features he stood up and tried to explain. “Really? Where is the paper with my address on it then.” I narrowed my dark gray eyes that usually send people staggering back. He stood there returning my ice glare and I actually laughed. He was so horrible at it. His expression went blank, and then an emotion of surprise crossed his features. He took a step towards me, with such a wolfish grin that I took a step back. Then in one matulin move, he latched his fingers around my throat, swinging me around and slamming me against the brick pader of my own house. A mixture of pain, rage, and surprise swept over me. Black spots filled my vision, a trickle of blood ran down my forehead, and my back was throbbing. I pushed my self up and stumbled, groaning and yelping from the nonstop stabbing pains. What…. happen? The pain… the pain… my brain throbbed. I forgot what I was doing, and what was happening till I saw Jack jump down off the porch coming at me with a sharp object. Before I knew what I was doing I took off at a dead run, at him, seeing what the object was it didn’t seem to matter. I ducked, sliding in the damo on my knees, and everything was in slow motion. I was now behind him as he was slicing the air with the knife; I jumped on his back and connected a rock with the side of his head. I didn’t even know how I had gotten the rock. He dropped to the ground leaving me stumbling in the yard. Then I fell, knocked cold from blood loss; the last thing I heard was a raven screaming in the distance. When I came to. Light blinded my vision and I let out a sound of protest. Quickly squeezing my eyes closed, pushing myself to a sitting position, and slowly opening my eyes. I realized I was still in my yard, blood covered the damo where I was laying, the sun was starting to die down over the hill, and a cool breeze blew my blood-dried hair out of my face. My messy bun must’ve fell out sometime along the line. For a moment I thought great my paborito hair tie… then I started laughing I was such an idiot. Worrying about a hair tie! Everything was so peaceful at the moment, and I was so happy until I realized that Jack wasn’t where I put him. I jumped up pain seizing me as I stumbled. My mom’s car was in the drive way but she wasn’t in it… And the car door was open. Yelping, I quickly staggered, branches and twigs snapping as my feet padded against the grass. I tripped over a branch, my legs buckled out from under me and I fell butt first onto the hard, damp ground. Moaning as I pushed myself back up onto my feet. Pain made my head hum as I stumbled along the grass. Almost there. My brain whispered through the humming pain. I was within reach of the cars hood when some one latched their hands on my shoulders. In within a segundo I spun around using my nails to slice the intruders face. “OW! What has gotten into you Ice! I leave for work and come tahanan and… Oh my god are u alright” My mother touched my head and I hissed with pain. “Are you okay?! Jeez Ice… what did this to u” Mothers horrified look made me feel guilty about almost slicing her face with my nails even though I missed and just the tips of my nails ripped hair. I tried to speak not quite sure my tongue or mouth would work right for some odd reason (Jeez I’ve gone insane) “A…man” My voice came out a sob and I started bawling. I felt weak crying like that in front of my mother when I should be chasing Jack down. “A man? Ice Your in the back yard. No one saw you out here. We have a huge fence around our yard. Someone would have had to come through that forest!” Mother pointed to the forest that I called Dark wood. Cause of the strange noises at night that seemed to come from the forest. “He was right here!” my voice raised and I choked a sob out of my blood-dried lips, pain was ripping at my Buto and muscles. Mother stared at me for a moment to long then her eyes flickered down, as if looking for something. Then her eye’s came to a halt and a look of horror crossed her features. Tearing my eyes from my mother’s expression I followed her eyes down. My eye’s rested on the blood-covered rock I had used to knock Jack cold. “Ice did u do this to your self! Would u actually push things this far and lie to me? When u sinabi you wanted madami attention the other night… I didn’t think you’d be so stupid.” Mothers voice raised then I realized there was a faint smell of whiskey in her breath. My face twisted. Even if she were sober the hag wouldn’t believe me. She would never believe me. She’d rather send me to a nut house before she thought of ‘believing anything she didn’t approve of’. I looked at mother and forced a look of realization on my face. “Oh I remember now… I slipped, fell, and had a nightmare that’s all. I must’ve hit my head on that rock when I went a’ tumble.” A look of satisfaction flashed in mother’s eyes and she nodded. Then without another word she staggered into the house, slamming the door behind her. I didn’t know what to do susunod to be honest. Then suddenly I was laughing like a complete nut case. Then came the tears. Sliding down into a chair, and squinting my eyes trying to remember what Jack had looked like, sounded like, and moved like. I knew I should go to the police but everyone knows that the only way to get to the back yard was to come through the house, or through that forest. Dark wood forest had to at least be a few miles long, and a few miles thick. Maybe madami then a few… but that didn’t matter. Old rumor has it that many strange man-killing mga lobo hunt the woods for mankind and Killing any animal that dare crosses its path. Others say the humans went into the woods and became mga lobo themselves… know one quite knows the truth but some just believe that a crazy killer lives in the middle of it. I looked at the woods that always seemed dark and at the moon that shone in the bright night sky. A sudden urge to fly swept over me. I shook the feeling and stumbled to the porch giving one last glance at the woods and the rook before going in to face my drunken mother.

read all of it if ya want or maybe half ;P but i really wanna know cause my mga kaibigan and mother say its awesome but they may just say that to not hurt my feelings? so should i keep Pagsulat or give it up?

itz rlly awesome u shuld keep Pagsulat its awesome i luv it!!!!!

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