{Nobody's POV}
At this point, all you could see was red. Families in their nightclothes crying and baby sisters holding on to their mothers' legs. All eyes were on her. She was laying in cold blood in the middle of the road. It was only 6 A.M. By 8 A.M, news stations are out, interviewing people. Apparently, the victim was Kiara Powers. She was shot during a drive-by on Cloverdale Lane. The shooters and associates have not been identified, but The Atlanta Police Department is working diligently to gain justice for Ms. Powers.
{Kiara}
The people were saying that I was the good child, the one who stayed in the house. The child who got all A's and the one who wasn't worried about boys. I was the smartest one in the school. My mother always said that good things came to those who waited, but look where that got me. I was young, with no kids, no boyfriend, just vibing. How the hell did I end up dead? If you're reading this, you're probably lost. Well, let me catch you up. If you don't know by now, I'm dead. Well, not technically dead YET. You ever heard of the crossroads? It's the area between heaven and death. You can't cross over until God says you're ready. There's just one problem: I kinda don't believe in God... well I wouldn't say I don't believe in him.. there's just so many questions I have. It makes sense why I'm here. But anyway... I was the ideal child. I could list all of my accomplishments, but we would be here all day. I couldn't have done anything too bad.. right? If you're reading this, you're probably wondering how I got to the crossroads beside the shooting obviously. Well, in order to tell you, I'll have to start from the beginning. It was my first day at Martin Luther King High School.
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Love, Loyalty, and Lies: The Story of Kiara Powers
Mystery / ThrillerKiara Powers was just an average girl. She loved her hood lifestyle, so why did they have to move to the suburbs? More importantly.. why did she have to die? Read along to find out why Kiara's story is so important.
