It has been 3 months since I have been wrongfully accused of crimes I did not commit. I am not saying that I have never done anything wrong, believe me I have. At least that is what the police and my doctors say. All through my life I have been told there is something wrong with me. I have been simply diagnosed with a disorder that includes that I have fantasized delusions and hallucinations which cause me to act out irrationally. Now the case the police have against me is stalking, breaking and entering, kidnapping, and even murder. Now I am not even close to being a murderer, this is just a misunderstanding. I have been through hardships my whole life but I would never stoop to such levels. Yes, I sort of stalked that girl, but I loved her with all my heart. I hoped she loved me, but I never harmed her or tried to force her love. If you ask my one friend, he will tell you I would never hurt a fly, unless someone threatens her. I cannot say that I have never made a mistake. But I just want the chance to tell my story and set things straight, which of course is hard to do with the police gunning hard at me and determined to take me down.
When Jane Madarang's neighbor Natalie kills herself and leaves behind cryptic instructions, it's up to Jane and her classmates to unearth deadly secrets.
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Natalie Driscoll is dead.
She threw herself out a window and left her neighbor Jane to unravel their town's darkest secrets. Following Natalie's instructions leads Jane to three other high school students who all have something to hide. The four of them must carry out Natalie's final errand while solving the mysteries written in her diary. But the secrets they unearth may be far more dangerous than what they ever imagined.
Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of suicide, violence and murder that may be triggering for some readers.
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