Here you guys go with what I have with my pasta right now, it all comes together in the end, but I'm not there yer. Criticism would be nice
I woke up, feel sick and decrepit. I slid out of bed, and my feet touch the cold floorboards, I walk over to my door, and placed my hand on the doorknob. Just then a cold shiver ran up my spine. I just stood there, waiting for something. Something felt wrong. I opened the door regardless and walked downstairs, the floorboards creaking under my weight.
I walked over to the fridge to get some breakfast, upon opening I noticed the light at the top was off. Was the power out? I glanced over toward the mi