Secrets. We all have some, whether they are about ourselves or about others. We have the right to keep them and the right to tell them. No matter how hard you try, secrets are meant to be told either by purpose or by accident. We all have darkness inside of us with our deepest, ugliest secrets fueling them. But no secret is as grave or as guilty as being the murderer of your own teacher. And no secret as grave and as guilty as that should ever be let out. Will the alliance of a murderous ex-boyfriend, a secretive student, and a guilty girl help bury their sins forever? Or will it only unravel for the whole world to see... [Post every Wednesday ^U^]

#PerfectDate Winner Dedicated to my first love who never got to read this letter...

A prose with no direction. A mind with no guidance. A human without a purpose. That is the kind of story I hate to be. That is the kind of story I, unfortunately, am.