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Can You Keep A Secret? by aldcfanficzs
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Mackenzie's POV Secrets. Everyone has them. Everyone knows someone else's. Everyone wants to spill some secrets. Secrets. They keep the world going. You know they do. They have to, no matter how many teachers or adults tell you secrets are bad. But they aren't. They make the world go round. But, have you ever know a big secret, one you can't tell people. Ever. And no, your best friends crush doesn't count. I mean a really big secret. Something huge. Something that would ruin your life forever if you told someone, or if someone told your secret. Probably no. But I have one, a huge one. Bigger than life. The biggest secret ever. An I have to keep it the rest of my life. No one can know about me. There can be no records of me anymore. My existence had to stay a secret.
Finding Chloe (Book 2) by aldcfanficzs
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Sequel to ALDC Murder Mystery Brooke's POV Chloe. That name still haunts me everything someone says it. Every time I think it. Chloe Lukasiak. She's evil. She killed Nia. She killed Maddie. She even killed my own sister. Paige. That killed me. "Chloe" I whisper to myself, still cringing at her name five years later. She killed everyone five years ago two weeks from now. But she was never caught. Never found. She's still living out there free, like nothing ever happened. Living the life while we're left back here, left with the the dead. But I haven't given up. I'll get justice for Paige's name. For Nia's name. For Maddie's name. I'll find Chloe even if I have to die doing it.
ALDC Murder Mystery by aldcfanficzs
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Prologue POV not shown I tremble with fear as I look at my hand. It holds the handle to a knife. But the knifes not showing. The blades made me do evil. I just killed someone. One of my friends. Nia. Nia Frazier. I didn't mean to, but she deserved it. I don't even know. I can't think. I'm in Studio B. I run to the bathroom, get a wet paper towel, and run back. I wipe off the handle. I can't get caught. I can't go to jail. I run out of Studio B to the dancers den. Everyone else leaves one at a time, goes to the bathroom, something. Perfect. My tracks are covered. No one can know about this. No one.