Hello...as you all know...I began when I first read xxRubyjanetxx's "story": "The gratest pokemon master". Of course...I was disgusted with her story...and I began this...

This is my...original review...to her story...for chapter 32...it has not been...edited...I copied it...as it was...originally...I hope...you enjoy...it...

And I hope...you can see...the symbolism...behind every...word...

Review Chapter 32

A girl was typing up her stories one night. The wind howled against the glass-panels of her window, shrieking to get in. Crimson drops dripped down...down...down...painting the grass a wonderful red and clear. Lightning flashed, causing the thunder to protest. The girl ignored it all and continued to type.

She had a great idea to get back at the flamers who dared to insult her story. 'They're just jealous,' she smiled to herself as she quickly finished the latest chapter. She reread it to amuse herself, ignoring all the grammar mistakes.

'Of course. If they're half as good as me, they'll understand. But since they're not...they should at least appreciate that they even get a small part in my fabulous story.'

She never saw the dark figure in the corner of her room. A midnight cloak that scattered frightened stars shrouded the figure from sight...for now. Its hood covered Its mysterious face, a face that hasn't been seen in the last century. It fingered the scythe It held with Its pale hand, as if waiting. Its left hand, a mere skeleton of its past, flipped a coin over its knuckles. The figure let the coin drop once. The girl ignored it.

Or perhaps she didn't hear It.

She logged into her account. The dark figure stepped forward.

32.

She uploaded her new chapter into the document upload. The dark figure stepped forward.

22,312.

She went into her story to add the chapter. The dark figure stepped forward.

666.

She updated her story. The dark figure stepped forward.

7.

The girl gave a happy sigh once the site notified her that a new chapter was added. The dark figure stepped forward.

20.

The girl stood up. She pushed in her chair. The dark figure peeked from under Its hood. A single, soulless eye peered at the girl.

0.

The dark figure slapped Its hands together. Then It wiped the blood from Its scythe. Pity...why must she rejuvenate...many die...and yet...she's still alive...

That thought made the figure want to vomit. It stepped over a lifeless hand that seemed to reach for aid. From who? The figure grinned sadistically. From no one, of course...too fabulous to have any friends...too immature to have any admirers...too juvenile to have any followers...too bitchy...too unskilled...too bratty...too bumptious...too crass...too imperious...to be an author...

The figure looked straight into the lifeless eyes of the girl. It, after an impulse, kicked at the girl contemptuously. Not like she could do anything to It. Her head rolled to the side, still retaining the gasping of the dead when they see It.

The dark figure glided ominously back to Its former position. True...It had other writers to critique...but those can wait.

The dark figure stayed on the wall like a bat seeking a victim. It leaned against Its scythe, waiting for the girl to rejuvenate...

And write a new chapter...

And insult the other authors and guests who flame her...

And update the latest chapter...

So it...

Can move...

Towards her...

And...

Su!c!dalxxR3ap3r has been disconnected...

You've have been warned.

The ending...was what...I hated...the most...if you readers can see...I accidentally wrote, "You've have been warned." ...which is not...acceptable...as it is truly..."You have have been warned." ...thank you for reading...my review...hopefully...I shall...be back...soon...

I understand...that I can only...have one on...this website...but...that was under...a guest...and that guest...was me...

I shall stop reviewing to her stories like that...only for chapters 32...33...and 34...since I cannot...erase it...When she updates...all her future reviews...that I make...shall be here...in this story...