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GMC : Savana 1998 1 Owner GMC Savana 2500 Cargo Van
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Pontiac : Trans Am 1974 Pontiac Trans Am
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Chevrolet : Camaro 1972 Camaro SS
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Ford XL Bucket Tr 2006 Ford F550 Diesel 40ft. Bucket Truck Nice!
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GMC Step Van Die 1993 GMC STEP VAN BOX P60 CAT DIESEL AUTO HD
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GMC GMC C700 MATERIAL SPOOL REEL CABLE HANDLER ONLY 28K MILES
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Chevrolet : Monte Carlo 350 1972 monte carlo 350 4 barrel
Chevrolet : Monte Carlo 350 1972 monte carlo 350 4 barrel
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Jeep : CJ 1977 Jeep CJ5  V8  Automatic 4WD Headers Clean! Nice
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Information on car accident on 1/16/09 in hopewell virginia?
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If anyone has any information about the car accident on 1/16/09 at about 10:05 AM between a Dodge Grand Caravan (GOLD) and a Chevy Tahoe (RED) on Winston Churchill Drive and Miles Ave please contact me.


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rizkhamill, Let me start out by saying I'm not always right when it comes to auto repair. Last month I had some problems with my Nissan Armada and I wasn't sure how to fix them. I tried to search the web for tips, but the procedures were way too difficult for my skills. I ended up going to the dealship for my repairs. The dealership tends to charge more than mom and pop repair shops, but they've seen all sorts of situations (auto insurance problems, repair warranty issues, etc) and they seem to always find a way to help me. Maybe you can try calling auto repair shops in Virginia to see if they can help you. http://www.autorepairshoplocator.com/Virginia-Auto-Repair.html

Please read my story and tell me what you think! You don't have to read the whole thing....?
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Hello~ I am writing a story. You don't have to read the whole thing (its long) but if you don't, then please tell me where you stopped... Please tell me what you like/don't like with tips, advice, ext. Thank You!!!!!! Chapter 1: I slowly rolled my eyes open. I found myself very hot and my eyes staring at a bright crimson shade of the sun and a vast field shining through the window. The windows were open, but it was burning in here! Here we were driving to the New York community swimming pool. A hot summer day where everyone here is New York is swimming. But why did I fell asleep? What was taking so long? Why are we not there yet? Oh. I suddenly remembered where I was. Anger rose to my chest again, my teeth clutched together, and my fists closing together. I just wanted to scream! I pulled my shoulder length chestnut-blond colored hair behind my shoulders and gave them a little pull. Sitting in the car going to our new house did not make me happy. Where the heck is Hopewell, Virginia anyway? How can this city were moving to be full of hope!? There is no hope without Kaitlyn. Why did we have to leave Kaitlyn? Kaitlyn Elizabeth Thomson I’ve known forever. We grew up as babies… as toddlers… to kindergarten... and elementary school. Now going to our 8th grade year without each other. Gosh, Kaitlyn is probably even madder for me moving then I am. I laughed at that thought. It seemed to be very true. Kaitlyn came to my house more then any person I know, but she did live next door. She loves dancing, as much as I love to draw. I wonder how my other friends are… Kaitlyn would have never been popular if it were not for me. I loved to talk, but Kaitlyn didn’t. Kaitlyn in New York and I stranded here in Virginia was not where I though we would be a year ago. My mother caught my eye. “Hi, Adrianne. You feel asleep,” my pregnant mother told me, rubbing her tummy where my future sister, Bethany Allison Locke, is. My grumpy response was turning away and staring out the window. Out of the country, we turned into an actually city. Houses were near. I saw kids riding their Barbie and Spiderman bikes, houses that were perfect like my New York apartment. I sighed and thought of my old apartment. My perfect apartment with my friends and school and family… Just because of my future baby sister, we had to move. “A better life for her and us,” my mother described to my brothers and I when we found out we were moving. My twin brothers, Michael and Carter, suddenly started screaming excitedly when we reached the sign: Hopewell, Virginia. My parents smiled. Marley, my beautiful golden retriever even barked with her head sticking out the window. We turned into a neighborhood that was surprisingly pretty. I could see teenager boys mowing their family’s yard. I also saw two little kids holding a lemonade stand. There were some kids outside, while others stayed inside from the hot heat. At every house, there was a rose garden with all extraordinary colors. I slouched down my seat and waited. I hadn’t seen the house before, since there was a long drive from New York to Virginia. My mom and dad only saw the house once, a long drive of course, but fell in love with the house. Neither did I want to see the house trying to not imagine what it would be like to leave Kaitlyn, my school, and my lovely apartment. Now I knew what it would be like. My dad, the driver at this very moment, turned our Red Honda into a driveway. I examined the peach colored house that was right in front of our car. The porch was colored a dark sea green, which stood on the left side of the house. The two car garage was also dark green, standing right in front of the driveway. I peeked over the top of the house, realizing my house was one storied. I suddenly disliked one story houses. Two storied houses were much better, I decided. I looked at our front yard that was placed in front of the porch. The grass was very green like it was watered every day. Not surprised, there was also a strip of the lawn filled with roses. Unbelievably, I suddenly liked my new neighborhood. I liked my new house. But a saddened thought came to my head. Kaitlyn would like this house, too. No, she would have loved it. But she’s not here anymore as tears swelled up in my eyes. Be strong, be strong, I thought. I had to stop thinking about Kaitlyn, I urged myself. But I have never been away from Kaitlyn. We lived right next to each other in apartments for the first twelve years of our lives. Now, thirteen years old we were, without each other. The thought of us living without each other in our new, important, special, teen lives made me almost cry. Almost. But I didn’t. Tap, tap, tap went the window, echoing in the car. I looked came back to life seeing my dad knocking on the window. I usually daydreamed. Daydreaming relaxed me and toke me to a whole new world. A world that was so much alike with my New York life. My feelings could flow and spill out, nobody would ever know. I hadn’t eve


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I like it, it would seem like a great short story! There is so much you could do with that, like i think you should turn it into some weird tim burton meets steven king, type of thing, where the roses are involved with some creepy murder or what not. Unless that isn't your style, i think it would be cool though, good luck it seems like a cute or gruesome story.

Please read a bit from my story and tell me what you think...?
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Hello~ I am writing a story. You don't have to read the whole thing (its long) but if you don't, then please tell me where you stopped... Please tell me what you like/don't like with tips, advice, ext. Thank You!!!!!! Chapter 1: I slowly rolled my eyes open. I found myself very hot and my eyes staring at a bright crimson shade of the sun and a vast field shining through the window. The windows were open, but it was burning in here! Here we were driving to the New York community swimming pool. A hot summer day where everyone here is New York is swimming. But why did I fell asleep? What was taking so long? Why are we not there yet? Oh. I suddenly remembered where I was. Anger rose to my chest again, my teeth clutched together, and my fists closing together. I just wanted to scream! I pulled my shoulder length chestnut-blond colored hair behind my shoulders and gave them a little pull. Sitting in the car going to our new house did not make me happy. Where the heck is Hopewell, Virginia anyway? How can this city were moving to be full of hope!? There is no hope without Kaitlyn. Why did we have to leave Kaitlyn? Kaitlyn Elizabeth Thomson I’ve known forever. We grew up as babies… as toddlers… to kindergarten... and elementary school. Now going to our 8th grade year without each other. Gosh, Kaitlyn is probably even madder for me moving then I am. I laughed at that thought. It seemed to be very true. Kaitlyn came to my house more then any person I know, but she did live next door. She loves dancing, as much as I love to draw. I wonder how my other friends are… Kaitlyn would have never been popular if it were not for me. I loved to talk, but Kaitlyn didn’t. Kaitlyn in New York and I stranded here in Virginia was not where I though we would be a year ago. My mother caught my eye. “Hi, Adrianne. You feel asleep,” my pregnant mother told me, rubbing her tummy where my future sister, Bethany Allison Locke, is. My grumpy response was turning away and staring out the window. Out of the country, we turned into an actually city. Houses were near. I saw kids riding their Barbie and Spiderman bikes, houses that were perfect like my New York apartment. I sighed and thought of my old apartment. My perfect apartment with my friends and school and family… Just because of my future baby sister, we had to move. “A better life for her and us,” my mother described to my brothers and I when we found out we were moving. My twin brothers, Michael and Carter, suddenly started screaming excitedly when we reached the sign: Hopewell, Virginia. My parents smiled. Marley, my beautiful golden retriever even barked with her head sticking out the window. We turned into a neighborhood that was surprisingly pretty. I could see teenager boys mowing their family’s yard. I also saw two little kids holding a lemonade stand. There were some kids outside, while others stayed inside from the hot heat. At every house, there was a rose garden with all extraordinary colors. I slouched down my seat and waited. I hadn’t seen the house before, since there was a long drive from New York to Virginia. My mom and dad only saw the house once, a long drive of course, but fell in love with the house. Neither did I want to see the house trying to not imagine what it would be like to leave Kaitlyn, my school, and my lovely apartment. Now I knew what it would be like. My dad, the driver at this very moment, turned our Red Honda into a driveway. I examined the peach colored house that was right in front of our car. The porch was colored a dark sea green, which stood on the left side of the house. The two car garage was also dark green, standing right in front of the driveway. I peeked over the top of the house, realizing my house was one storied. I suddenly disliked one story houses. Two storied houses were much better, I decided. I looked at our front yard that was placed in front of the porch. The grass was very green like it was watered every day. Not surprised, there was also a strip of the lawn filled with roses. Unbelievably, I suddenly liked my new neighborhood. I liked my new house. But a saddened thought came to my head. Kaitlyn would like this house, too. No, she would have loved it. But she’s not here anymore as tears swelled up in my eyes. Be strong, be strong, I thought. I had to stop thinking about Kaitlyn, I urged myself. But I have never been away from Kaitlyn. We lived right next to each other in apartments for the first twelve years of our lives. Now, thirteen years old we were, without each other. The thought of us living without each other in our new, important, special, teen lives made me almost cry. Almost. But I didn’t.


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One thing I noticed was that you kept on switching tenses-- like you would be writing in past tense and then switch to present tense. Like when you said-- Here we were driving to the New York community swimming pool. and What was taking so long? Why are we not there yet? I hope you can take constructive critism because though its good, it needs a little help. It's kind of hard to read. I feel rushed when I'm reading it, like you're trying to squeeze so much into the first few paragraphs. SLOW DOWN!!!! Smooth it out, it's a but edgy. Other then that, it has potential. Keep working on it! Don;t give up! Oh, and Happy Birthday!

Beggining Of Chapter One... Please Tell Me What You Think?
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Chapter 1: I slowly rolled my eyes open. I found myself very hot and my eyes staring at a bright crimson shade of the sun and a vast field shining through the window. The windows were open, but it was burning in here! Here we were driving to the New York community swimming pool. A hot summer day where everyone here is New York is swimming. But why did I fell asleep? What was taking so long? Why are we not there yet? Oh. I suddenly remembered where I was. Anger rose to my chest again, my teeth clutched together, and my fists closing together. I just wanted to scream! I pulled my shoulder length chestnut-blond colored hair behind my shoulders and gave them a little pull. Sitting in the car going to our new house did not make me happy. Where the heck is Hopewell, Virginia anyway? How can this city were moving to be full of hope!? There is no hope without Kaitlyn. Why did we have to leave Kaitlyn? Kaitlyn Elizabeth Thomson I’ve known forever. We grew up as babies… as toddlers… to kindergarten... and elementary school. Now going to our 8th grade year without each other. Gosh, Kaitlyn is probably even madder for me moving then I am. I laughed at that thought. It seemed to be very true. Kaitlyn came to my house more then any person I know, but she did live next door. She loves dancing, as much as I love to draw. I wonder how my other friends are… Kaitlyn would have never been popular if it were not for me. I loved to talk, but Kaitlyn didn’t. Kaitlyn in New York and I stranded here in Virginia was not where I though we would be a year ago. My mother caught my eye. “Hi, Adrianne. You feel asleep,” my pregnant mother told me, rubbing her tummy where my future sister, Bethany Allison Locke, is. My grumpy response was turning away and staring out the window. Out of the country, we turned into an actually city. Houses were near. I saw kids riding their Barbie and Spiderman bikes, houses that were perfect like my New York apartment. I sighed and thought of my old apartment. My perfect apartment with my friends and school and family… Just because of my future baby sister, we had to move. “A better life for her and us,” my mother described to my brothers and I when we found out we were moving. My twin brothers, Michael and Carter, suddenly started screaming excitedly when we reached the sign: Hopewell, Virginia. My parents smiled. Marley, my beautiful golden retriever even barked with her head sticking out the window. We turned into a neighborhood that was surprisingly pretty. I could see teenager boys mowing their family’s yard. I also saw two little kids holding a lemonade stand. There were some kids outside, while others stayed inside from the hot heat. At every house, there was a rose garden with all extraordinary colors. I slouched down my seat and waited. I hadn’t seen the house before, since there was a long drive from New York to Virginia. My mom and dad only saw the house once, a long drive of course, but fell in love with the house. Neither did I want to see the house trying to not imagine what it would be like to leave Kaitlyn, my school, and my lovely apartment. Now I knew what it would be like. My dad, the driver at this very moment, turned our Red Honda into a driveway. I examined the peach colored house that was right in front of our car. The porch was colored a dark sea green, which stood on the left side of the house. The two car garage was also dark green, standing right in front of the driveway. I peeked over the top of the house, realizing my house was one storied. I suddenly disliked one story houses. Two storied houses were much better, I decided. I looked at our front yard that was placed in front of the porch. The grass was very green like it was watered every day. Not surprised, there was also a strip of the lawn filled with roses. Unbelievably, I suddenly liked my new neighborhood. I liked my new house. But a saddened thought came to my head. Kaitlyn would like this house, too. No, she would have loved it. But she’s not here anymore as tears swelled up in my eyes. Be strong, be strong, I thought. I had to stop thinking about Kaitlyn, I urged myself. But I have never been away from Kaitlyn. We lived right next to each other in apartments for the first twelve years of our lives. Now, thirteen years old we were, without each other. The thought of us living without each other in our new, important, special, teen lives made me almost cry. Almost. But I didn’t.


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I loved it! You should write the rest on here or something! I'd love to read more of it

What do you think of the beggining of my story? I really appreicate all the comments!!!?
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Chapter 1: I slowly rolled my eyes open. I found myself very hot and my eyes staring at a bright crimson shade of the sun and a vast field shining through the window. The windows were open, but it was burning in here! Here we were driving to the New York community swimming pool. A hot summer day where everyone here is New York is swimming. But why did I fell asleep? What was taking so long? Why are we not there yet? Oh. I suddenly remembered where I was. Anger rose to my chest again, my teeth clutched together, and my fists closing together. I just wanted to scream! I pulled my shoulder length chestnut-blond colored hair behind my shoulders and gave them a little pull. Sitting in the car going to our new house did not make me happy. Where the heck is Hopewell, Virginia anyway? How can this city were moving to be full of hope!? There is no hope without Kaitlyn. Why did we have to leave Kaitlyn? Kaitlyn Elizabeth Thomson I’ve known forever. We grew up as babies… as toddlers… to kindergarten... and elementary school. Now going to our 8th grade year without each other. Gosh, Kaitlyn is probably even madder for me moving then I am. I laughed at that thought. It seemed to be very true. Kaitlyn came to my house more then any person I know, but she did live next door. She loves dancing, as much as I love to draw. I wonder how my other friends are… Kaitlyn would have never been popular if it were not for me. I loved to talk, but Kaitlyn didn’t. Kaitlyn in New York and I stranded here in Virginia was not where I though we would be a year ago. My mother caught my eye. “Hi, Adrianne. You feel asleep,” my pregnant mother told me, rubbing her tummy where my future sister, Bethany Allison Locke, is. My grumpy response was turning away and staring out the window. Out of the country, we turned into an actually city. Houses were near. I saw kids riding their Barbie and Spiderman bikes, houses that were perfect like my New York apartment. I sighed and thought of my old apartment. My perfect apartment with my friends and school and family… Just because of my future baby sister, we had to move. “A better life for her and us,” my mother described to my brothers and I when we found out we were moving. My twin brothers, Michael and Carter, suddenly started screaming excitedly when we reached the sign: Hopewell, Virginia. My parents smiled. Marley, my beautiful golden retriever even barked with her head sticking out the window. We turned into a neighborhood that was surprisingly pretty. I could see teenager boys mowing their family’s yard. I also saw two little kids holding a lemonade stand. There were some kids outside, while others stayed inside from the hot heat. At every house, there was a rose garden with all extraordinary colors. I slouched down my seat and waited. I hadn’t seen the house before, since there was a long drive from New York to Virginia. My mom and dad only saw the house once, a long drive of course, but fell in love with the house. Neither did I want to see the house trying to not imagine what it would be like to leave Kaitlyn, my school, and my lovely apartment. Now I knew what it would be like. My dad, the driver at this very moment, turned our Red Honda into a driveway. I examined the peach colored house that was right in front of our car. The porch was colored a dark sea green, which stood on the left side of the house. The two car garage was also dark green, standing right in front of the driveway. I peeked over the top of the house, realizing my house was one storied. I suddenly disliked one story houses. Two storied houses were much better, I decided. I looked at our front yard that was placed in front of the porch. The grass was very green like it was watered every day. Not surprised, there was also a strip of the lawn filled with roses. Unbelievably, I suddenly liked my new neighborhood. I liked my new house. But a saddened thought came to my head. Kaitlyn would like this house, too. No, she would have loved it. But she’s not here anymore as tears swelled up in my eyes. Be strong, be strong, I thought. I had to stop thinking about Kaitlyn, I urged myself. But I have never been away from Kaitlyn. We lived right next to each other in apartments for the first twelve years of our lives. Now, thirteen years old we were, without each other. The thought of us living without each other in our new, important, special, teen lives made me almost cry. Almost. But I didn’t.


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Here are a few areas that could use improvement: - Try adding more paragraph breaks, it really does make it easier on the reader and makes your story more readable. - Don't start off in the passive voice (i.e. "I found myself very hot" instead of "I was very hot), it sets the wrong tone. On the same note, you may want to add a bit more action to your opening scene, it's almost impossible to suck the reader in with a scene where the character is mostly just thinking. - There seems to be some confusion of tense as well ("The windows were open, but it was burning in here!" for example). - Try not to use the word here so much, it's distracting. - Some of your turns of phrase are hackneyed (i.e. "anger rose in my chest," "my fists clenced," etc.), try using something fresh to convey the emotions otherwise it seems like you're phoning it in. - It's probably best if you don't call the dog Marley, it seems like your using it as shorthand to say something about the dog without having to put in the work to give the dog it's own unique character. - We know that it's a long drive from New York to Virginia; stories tend to flow better when you leave out the information we can infer. - You may want to put less emphasis on how "perfect" the apartment was, when you say it so many times the reader will begin to question whether it is really that perfect. - The house description is a little awkward and isn't really doing any work to move the story forward, try to incorporate it into the storyline more. - The sudden change of heart about the move is a little unbelievable and a little trite. - the "new, important, special" bit is a bit melodramatic I'm sure if you put in some more work on it you'll notice a vast improvement. Good luck.

What do you think of the beggining of my story? Tips, suggestions, advice, ext. Please answer!?
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Chapter 1: I slowly rolled my eyes open. I found myself very hot and my eyes staring at a bright crimson shade of the sun and a vast field shining through the window. The windows were open, but it was burning in here! Here we were driving to the New York community swimming pool. A hot summer day where everyone here is New York is swimming. But why did I fell asleep? What was taking so long? Why are we not there yet? Oh. I suddenly remembered where I was. Anger rose to my chest again, my teeth clutched together, and my fists closing together. I just wanted to scream! I pulled my shoulder length chestnut-blond colored hair behind my shoulders and gave them a little pull. Sitting in the car going to our new house did not make me happy. Where the heck is Hopewell, Virginia anyway? How can this city were moving to be full of hope!? There is no hope without Kaitlyn. Why did we have to leave Kaitlyn? Kaitlyn Elizabeth Thomson I’ve known forever. We grew up as babies… as toddlers… to kindergarten... and elementary school. Now going to our 8th grade year without each other. Gosh, Kaitlyn is probably even madder for me moving then I am. I laughed at that thought. It seemed to be very true. Kaitlyn came to my house more then any person I know, but she did live next door. She loves dancing, as much as I love to draw. I wonder how my other friends are… Kaitlyn would have never been popular if it were not for me. I loved to talk, but Kaitlyn didn’t. Kaitlyn in New York and I stranded here in Virginia was not where I though we would be a year ago. My mother caught my eye. “Hi, Adrianne. You feel asleep,” my pregnant mother told me, rubbing her tummy where my future sister, Bethany Allison Locke, is. My grumpy response was turning away and staring out the window. Out of the country, we turned into an actually city. Houses were near. I saw kids riding their Barbie and Spiderman bikes, houses that were perfect like my New York apartment. I sighed and thought of my old apartment. My perfect apartment with my friends and school and family… Just because of my future baby sister, we had to move. “A better life for her and us,” my mother described to my brothers and I when we found out we were moving. My twin brothers, Michael and Carter, suddenly started screaming excitedly when we reached the sign: Hopewell, Virginia. My parents smiled. Marley, my beautiful golden retriever even barked with her head sticking out the window.


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I totally was hocked when i was reading it. I thought it was very good. I love the begging its the part that hocked me the most. I think i would really enjoy reading this story. I hope you finish it. Do you have anymore of it written? Just wondering because i want to read it if you do can you post it up? Maybe you should try another name for the dog so it can be more Original because people are going to think you got it off of Marley and me. So once again i really hope you finish it(=

What do you think of my story? Chapter 1 only! (long, but you don't have to read the whole thing)?
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Hi Everyone, I am writing a story and this is Chapter 1. Please tell me what you think about it, goods and bads, with advice, suggestions, ext. And you don't have to read the whole chapter, but please just read a few paragraphs. Thanks all of you who answered! I trully appreciate it! Thanks♥ Chapter 1: I slowly rolled my eyes open. I found myself very hot, and my eyes were placed staring at a bright crimson shade of the sun and a vast field shining through the window. The windows were open, but it was burning in here! Here we were driving to the New York community swimming pool. A hot summer day where about everyone in New York was going swimming. But why did I fell asleep? What was taking so long? Why are we not there yet? Oh. I suddenly remembered where I was. Anger rose to my chest again. My teeth clutched together. My fists slowly started to close together, I just wanted to scream! I pulled my below shoulder length chestnut-blond colored hair behind my shoulders and gave them a little pull. Sitting in the car going to our new house did not make me happy. Where the heck is Hopewell, Virginia anyway? How can this city were moving to be full of hope!? There is no hope without Kaitlyn. Why did we have to leave Kaitlyn? Kaitlyn Elizabeth Thomson I’ve known forever. We grew up as babies… then toddlers… to kindergarten... and elementary school. Now, going to our 8th grade year without each other was seemed impossible. Gosh, Kaitlyn is probably even madder for me moving then I am. I laughed at that thought. It seemed to be very true. Kaitlyn came to my house more then any friend or relative I know, but then again she did live next door. Kaitlyn always came to my house to show me some new dance steps she learned at dance class, while I told her about my volleyball game that happened the day before. I wonder how my other friends are… I saw all of my friends at the school swimming pool almost every day of the summer. But they didn’t know I was moving. It would be too sad for them to find out. Kaitlyn in New York and I stranded here in Virginia was not where I though ever thought we would be a year ago. My mother caught my eye. “Hi, Adrianne. You feel asleep,” my pregnant mother told me, rubbing her tummy where my future sister, Bethany Allison Locke, is. My grumpy response was turning away and staring out the window. Out of the country, we turned into an actually city. Houses were near. I saw kids riding their Barbie and Spiderman bikes, houses that were perfect like my New York apartment. I sighed and thought of my old apartment. My perfect apartment with my friends and school and family… Just because of my future baby sister, we had to move. “A better life for her and us. There is more space to grow up and be happy!” my mother described to my brothers and I when we found out we were moving. My twin brothers, Michael and Carter, suddenly started screaming excitedly when we reached the sign: Hopewell, Virginia. My parents smiled. Marley, my beautiful golden retriever even barked with her head sticking out the window. We turned into a neighborhood that was surprisingly pretty. I could see teenager boys mowing their family’s yard. I also saw two little kids holding a lemonade stand. There were some kids outside, while others stayed inside from the hot heat. At every house it seemed, there was a rose garden with all extraordinary colors. I slouched down my seat and waited. I had no idea how long it was going to take. I hadn’t seen the house before, since there was a long drive from New York to Virginia. My mom and dad only saw the house once, a long drive of course, but fell in love with the house. Nor did I want to see the house, trying to not imagine what it would be like to leave Kaitlyn, my school, and my lovely apartment. Now I knew what it would be like. My dad, the driver at this very moment, turned our Red Honda into a driveway. I examined the peach colored house that was right in front of our car. The first thing that I noticed about my new house was it was huge. Four large bay windows stood out. The porch was colored a dark sea green, which stood on the left side of the house. The two car garage was also dark green, standing right in front of the driveway. I peeked over the top of the house, realizing my house was two storied. I smiled swiftly. I remember going to my cousin’s house in the country. Their houses were two storied, and they were just so much fun to play hide and go seek. Two storied houses also made the house beautiful, like it was complete. I looked at our front yard that was placed in front of the porch. The front lawn grass was very green, like it was watered every day. Not surprising, there was also a strip of the lawn filled with roses. A sudden thought came to me. I liked my new neighborhood. I liked my new house. I really did. A saddened thought came to my head. Kaitlyn would like this house, too. No, she would have loved it. But she’s not here anymore


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Sounds good but it is going to need a little editing. In the first paragraph you said "why did i FELL asleep" it should be "fall" asleep "Hi, Adrianne. You feel asleep,” should be you "fell" asleep. I noticed more so make sure you have it proofed. Like I said though... good so far

Will you read the beggining of my story? 10 Points!?
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Hi, I will post the beginning of my story on here. Please tell me what you like/didn't like and some constructive criticism. Also, please tell me what age you think I am from my story. 10 points to the person who does this and gives me more advice, tips, ext. Thank you to everyone who answered!!! I really appreciate it! Beginning: I slowly rolled my eyes open. I found myself very hot, and my eyes were placed staring at a bright crimson shade of the sun and a vast field shining through the window. The windows were open, but it was burning in here! Here we were driving to the New York community swimming pool. A hot summer day where about everyone in New York was going swimming. But why did I fell asleep? What was taking so long? Why are we not there yet? Oh. I suddenly remembered where I was. Anger rose to my chest again. My teeth clutched together. My fists slowly started to close together, I just wanted to scream! I pulled my below shoulder length chestnut-blond colored hair behind my shoulders and gave them a little pull. Sitting in the car going to our new house did not make me happy. Where the heck is Hopewell, Virginia anyway? How can this city were moving to be full of hope!? There is no hope without Kaitlyn. Why did we have to leave Kaitlyn? Kaitlyn Elizabeth Thomson I’ve known forever. We grew up as babies… then toddlers… to kindergarten... and elementary school. Now, going to our 8th grade year without each other was seemed impossible. Gosh, Kaitlyn is probably even madder for me moving then I am. I laughed at that thought. It seemed to be very true. Kaitlyn came to my house more then any friend or relative I know, but then again she did live next door. Kaitlyn always came to my house to show me some new dance steps she learned at dance class, while I told her about my volleyball game that happened the day before. I wonder how my other friends are… I saw all of my friends at the school swimming pool almost every day of the summer. But they didn’t know I was moving. It would be too sad for them to find out. Kaitlyn in New York and I stranded here in Virginia was not where I though ever thought we would be a year ago. My mother caught my eye. “Hi, Adrianne. You feel asleep,” my pregnant mother told me, rubbing her tummy where my future sister, Bethany Allison Locke, is. My grumpy response was turning away and staring out the window. Out of the country, we turned into an actually city. Houses were near. I saw kids riding their Barbie and Spiderman bikes, houses that were perfect like my New York apartment. I sighed and thought of my old apartment. My perfect apartment with my friends and school and family… Just because of my future baby sister, we had to move. “A better life for her and us. There is more space to grow up and be happy!” my mother described to my brothers and I when we found out we were moving. My twin brothers, Michael and Carter, suddenly started screaming excitedly when we reached the sign: Hopewell, Virginia. My parents smiled. Marley, my beautiful golden retriever even barked with her head sticking out the window.


Answer:
Since your character is going into the eighth grade I figure she's about 12/13 I don't guess you're any older than 14 at best. You start off with too much repetition and overwhelm the reader with simple sentences. It's easy to read but it also makes me, the reader, feel as if the level of writing is pretending to be above metoo far beneath me, 'my eyes were placed staring at a bright crimson shade of the sun and a vast field shining' only to fall short. ie: '...vast field shining through the window. The windows were open. But it was burning in here!' Then you mention in the very next sentence that it was hot the following two sentences you mention going swimming and then going swimming in a NY community pool. Then you mention community pool yet again in the next sentence. That is tedious repetition as if you, the writer, needs to lead us, the reader, by the hand through every single movement and then bash us over the head with it. And 'placing your eyes' really doesn't read well. Try this: 'I opened my eyes curious as to exactly where we were. The heat was wafting through the car like a microwave but even on days like this I rarely fell asleep on the short ride to the community pool. In New York parks the public pool was a godsend on days where no breeze kept the summer at bay and no one had the time to take out of their busy lives to go on a 'real' family vacation. But this was no vacation real or otherwise I thought as my sleep addled brain cleared. No me and my family were moving all to accomodate a person who hadn't even arrived on the planet yet while the rest of us humanoids had to pull up roots for a squirming mass of chubby joy. My mother had repeatedly explained to me and my brothers that it would be better for all of us. A better life...... a bigger house with more space, a clean countryside with fresh air, beautiful flowers... (really sell this whole country living 'ideal'). But all I could think of was how far Hopewell, Virginia was from my best friend Kailyn'. That is most of the important information in way less words without revisiting the sentence before like you do with 'I sighed and thought of my old apartment. My perfect apartment.' Why didn't she sigh and think of her perfect apartment in the first place? And wouldn't it make the most sense if you and Kaitlyn were equally mad about you moving and therefore the memory (even though you don't have to include it) would be you having responded a certain way and Kaitlyn a few hours later having said or done the exact same thing which your character can now find quaintly amusing. Because why? Because....(then you go into why you respond the same why... since you've known in other since...) And do you think of an apartment as a 'house' because as the reader I was sure she lived in a house in NY until you mention your apartment later. SG

Critique the beginning of my story please...?
Question:
I slowly rolled my eyes open. I found myself very hot, as I felt sweat trickle down my neck. My eyes were placed on staring at a morning, crimson shade of the sun and a vast field shining through the window. The windows were open, but it was still burning in here! Here we were driving to the awesome New York summer outdoor swimming pool that opened early in the morning, and got very crowded. A hot summer day where about everyone in New York was going swimming. But I wondered how I could possibly fall asleep on such a short ride. What was taking so long? Why were we not there yet? Oh. I suddenly remembered where I was. Anger rose to my chest again. My teeth clutched together. My fists slowly started to close together, feeling as if I would punch the window. I pulled my hair behind my shoulders, and gave them a little pull. Sitting in the car going to our new house did not make me happy. I didn’t choose to move. It wasn’t fair at all that I had to wakeup at 4am just to drive to some old, dumb place? And where the heck is Hopewell, Virginia anyway? How can this city were moving to be full of hope?! There was no hope without Kaitlyn… Why did we have to leave Kaitlyn? I just don’t understand it! Kaitlyn Elizabeth Thomson I’ve known forever. We grew up as babies… then toddlers… to kindergarten… and elementary school. We spent 6th and 7th grade together, dealing with new crushes and teachers, learning a little bit of ourselves along the way. Now, going to our 8th grade year without eachother seemed impossible. And just on year away from high school, too. Gosh, Kaitlyn is probably even madder for me moving then I am. I laughed at that thought. It seemed to be very true. Kaitlyn came to my house more then any friend or relative I knew, but then again, she did live next door. Kaitlyn always came to my house to show me some new dance steps she learned at dancing class, while I told her about my volleyball game that had happened the day before. Kaitlyn in New York and I, stranded her in Virginia, was not where I ever thought we would be a year ago. I wondered how my other friends were… I saw all of my friends at the pool every day of the summer. But they didn’t know I was moving. I decided I shouldn’t tell them. I couldn’t. I continued to glaze out the window, staring at the fields with cows and horses. I rolled my head over to look at my parents. My mother caught my eye. “Hey, honey. You fell asleep,” my pregnant mother told me, rubbing her tummy where my future sister was. I was mad at my parents. Very mad. It was their fault we moved. I decided to avoid my parents as long as I was mad about moving. My twin brothers, Michael and Carter, suddenly started screaming excitedly as we reached a sign that read: Hopewell, Virginia. My parents smiled. Massie, my beautiful golden retriever, even barked with her head sticking out the window.


Answer:
You've made quite a number of errors in what you've posted, and some of your prose is awkward. Try proofreading to correct and edit your beginning before continuing. Generally, when you write, you should do so as you talk. For instance: You would not really say: My eyes were placed on staring at a morning, crimson shade of the sun... Instead, your writing would be more polished and less cumbersome if you wrote: As I opened my eyes, I saw that morning had dawned and bright sunlight was shining upon the vast field which our car was passing. If what you've written, when you reread it, doesn't sound like everyday English, then it will be difficult for prospective readers to comprehend and will distract them from story-line. The concept of your potential novel or story is not terribly original in its beginning, but you haven't posted enough of it for me to be able to critique its content; I don't know what will happen next. If you do, and if you have the story planned, then definitely continue writing it; see how it goes. When you've finished it, try to have it critiqued by someone qualified who will be objective and who can assist you with editing and corrections. Good luck!