A Seckind Picshure: Language, Language OR Soignante's Little Language Lesson.

Rool DeChangy looked though the whole Eric had made in the mirror. The feind was gone. Christine peeked out from behind his shoulder.

"Is he really gone?" she asked.

"Yes," he nodded with a sigh of relief. Him and her could escape now and live at Vicont Raul's estate in teh country.

Chirstine took his hand and followed him to the little boat in the lake. Rual helped her into the small vesel, they climbed in together and then they floated out from the depths of the Oprah House and"Its so good to feel the sunlight again!" she exclaimed.

Rull smiled at her and steered the boat to the shore. "Now, baby, me and you can finally, be together."

"Ok, that sounds wonderful. I love you," Christine hugged Ruoal tightly.

"I love you too, baby." He hugged her back. "Just think soon you will be the Vicountess DeChangy!"

They walked off down teh road together, They did not know that in a dark allay a pair of angry yellow eyes follow there every move.

"I'm going to destroy that fop and if she stays with him I'll destroy her too!" snarled a anguished voice.

Erick ripped the mask from his face and stared at it's flawless white surface. He hated it's feel on his face and his need for it's cover. Now Kristine had unmasked him. Did it matter anymore?

"Its useless," he whispered, and through the offending thing as far as he could without even lookign to see where it landed at. Let the world see his face and no what a monster he really was. Movign from shadow to shadow, Erique followed the couple all the way home.

Christine paused at the deChangy's decorative front door.

"Oh, Ruol! What will you're parent's think of me? I'm just a poor girl from teh Opera house and your a powerful man from a noble family." She began to cry, knowing that his family would never approve of her.

"Your just fine, honey. Just be yourself and have good self esteem and they will love you as much as I do." Tenderly, Roual dried her tears with his handkercheif. "Believe me, Christine, now that I have found you again, I never want to loose you."

"Do you really think they will like me?" she sniffled. "I don't ever want to loose you either."

To answer her question, Ruaol pulled her close and kissed her real hard. Christine kissed him back and they went in the door. Erik sneaked in behind them, quiet as a mousse.

A/N: This is my best attempt at demonstrating the devastating effects of bad grammar, bad word choice, and spelling mistakes on an otherwise decent story. Tell yourself this piece of a storyline in your own head, correcting the bad choices and mistakes. See? Nothing wrong with the story at all. I actually had to disable the autocorrect function on my word processor in order to make this many mistakes. As it was, the screen was a swamp of red and green squiggly lines. I do apologize for the brevity of this chapter, but it was too much of an effort to continue writing so poorly. I was hurting my own feelings.

Let's play a little game: How many mistakes did you find? Here are some correct spellings and usage explanations, if you care to look.

Vicompte (or Viscount) Raoul deChagny – the real title and name of our beloved fop.

Christine Daae – Yeah. Her.

Whole - entire

Hole - the place where nothing is now and something used to be.

Fiend - it's an EI IE thing.

Comma usage – commas are used to mark off separate elements in a sentence. If you aren't sure of your usage, please look it up.

"He and she" are the SUBJECT of the sentence. Use "he and she" when you would use "they". Him and her" are OBJECTS in the sentence. Use "him and her" when you would use "them".

"Baby" is not appropriate to the tone of most stories. It comes out very flat. The same goes for "honey." There are stories where it sounds 'right', but not many.

The concept of "self-esteem" simply did not exist in the late 1800s.

Typos – you can pretty much eliminate these by proofreading and using a Beta. Betas are your friends. This also fixes problems like unfinished. Of course you will have some mistakes, no matter how careful you are. That's ok. Just don't beat your reader to death with them.

Their - belonging to them.

There - that place that is not here.

Allay - to calm or pacify.

Alley - the space between buildings.

A precedes consonants. An precedes vowels. A house. An apple.

It's - It is. It's not hard to learn.

Its - belonging to it. Its special quality is that it's not the same as other possessives.

You're - You are. You are reading my little grammar guide.

Your - belonging to you. Your grammar may get better with practice if you're serious about it.

Possessives – in most cases (except its and it's and your, as shown above) you just stick an S on the end of a word to make it plural. An apostrophe ( ' ) s indicates ownership.

Loose - the opposite of tight. Loose lips sink ships.

Lose - to misplace. I will lose my mind if I read one more story with such loose grammar use.

Mouse - little furry, squeaky creature.

Mousse - dessert or hair product.

"Real hard" adverb. ADVERB! When you are trying to describe an adjective (a description word) you need an adverb. Most (not all) adverbs end with 'ly'.

I have seen a lot of stories that could have been wonderful, if the grammar, spelling and language had only been fixed. Not everyone is good with spelling and grammar, but everyone on this site has access to the net. Wikipedia has some good grammar guides. will help with spelling.

Good luck, and good writing to you!