The Diary of the Lost

The Diary of the Lost

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Sahara lives alone in Outcast, Ireland. The foggy evening drove her into the dark alleys as she tries to go to the Northern districts for a new beginning. Along her way, a van stopped and drops a man, too close to death and drove away. Out of curiosity, Sahara checked on the body only to be mesmerized by the kindest face she'd ever seen. A lost soul... A lost boy... half dead and not... A black diary, and the story behind the Diary of the Lost. Will she be able to stand the consequences of being the reader? Let's find out in this roller coaster ride of the Rebel Montisenes.
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