BONJOURS A TOUS, je suis en 4eme je voulais juste que vous jetiez un coup d'œil a mon récit fantastique en anglais n'hésitez pas a me donner votre avis MERCI D'AVANCE

One rainy night I proposed to my best friend David to sleep with me. That night, we had the whole (entier) house for us alone! Me and David were in my room in the process of telling us horror stories.David began to tell his story:'' It was the story of a dangerous serial killing, he killed his victims with four shots. He had long been searching until (jusqu'a) one day the police found him and put him in prison. The killer suicide. " We saw a weird (bizarre) shadow through the window. A terrifying storm sounds, we were afraid! It was dark outside I could hear the raindrops (gouttes de pluie) fell afloat, a disturbing wind roared, these terrible storms erupted when four brutal blow and mysterious sounding the ground-shoes. What was that? David decided to go down A long, silent moment became What was it happen? All that was weird! I heard noises, that led to the attic! Why David he goes up to the attic? - Is it David? I was afraid, VERY AFRAID!. I could not stay in such doubt, but I had to know a part of me was terrified: a bad feeling.In front of the stairs to the attic, the total black. Outside it was raining harder and harder, wind gusts had become a storm, these disturbing storms burst one after the other. I climbed the stairs, I felt a sense of dread, my heart was beating hard and fast, I was shaking like a leaf. I was at the attic door I ... I wanted to turn backs I was terrified! I started to panic, I was stressed out! But what was I afraid of? The killer? But he is dead ! Suddenly I heard a cry ... DAVID! I took my hand trembling put it on the door handle and ... I was rooted to the spot, petrified, I cut the breath. Was it real? yes I was not sleeping! But ... but what was it? In front of me the blood running down the stairs, a terrible smell of decomposition was taking my throat ... it was impossible! He returned ...