I remember having this gross, sticky, musty little furby my neighbor had given me when I was around 4. It sat in the garage for a week or two since I wouldn't touch it. My mom got sick of it after she found bugs nesting in it one day and trashed it. It truly looked like a mangled nightmare.
Furbys really are freaking creepy. It's crazy that you wrote about one because my wife just got done telling me about one of her family member's experience with one. They really do have potential to be a very scary subject for horror, so I enjoyed reading this.
I did find some grammatical errors in this, but I think if you spent a little bit of time proofreading this, you could fix them easily enough. There's still plenty of time left, so if you do end up revising this, let me know and I will re-read this.
Overall, great story. The Furby's phrases were pretty creepy. Good job. 🙂
I did find some grammatical errors in this, but I think if you spent a little bit of time proofreading this, you could fix them easily enough. There's still plenty of time left, so if you do end up revising this, let me know and I will re-read this.
Overall, great story. The Furby's phrases were pretty creepy. Good job. 🙂