The Kainzona Scrapbook

The Kainzona Scrapbook

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Every Kainzona girl had black hair, golden eyes, and the word "Jane" following their first name. Kainzona's were only allowed to marry men with purple eyes. It was unheard of when a Kainzona woman, Mary Jane, had a daughter that had purple eyes instead of golden, like she should've. Mary Jane went wild after this, commiting murders and being found guilty of many disgusting things. She ended up with 12 children: each with a pair purple eyes. It drove her insane. Mary Jane was soon known to society as, "The Worst Person to Walk Our Earth." ~ This book is the bits and pieces of the Kainzona tale that a certain detective uncovered all on her own...
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The dates match. Everything added up. How could I not realize it? The bodies. The charges. The gossip. The rumours. The accuracy. The deaths. Every single body went missing. They were right, I should have listened. I knew something was weird, but not this bad. Church on Sundays, book club on Mondays, Bible study on Wednesdays, their kids' games on Tuesdays and Thursdays, Charity donations on Fridays, and dates on Saturdays. I guess its true what they say. The biggest monsters don't hide in the darkness of your closet. Instead, they smile in your face in broad daylight. The worst demons don't conceal themselves in your shadow. They thrive in the light. The darkest souls own the brightest smiles. A light so captive, you don't even realize they've gotten so close. Don't even realize when you've befriended them and their darkness has touched you. So, Sometimes, to find the ugliest monster, you have to look in the mirror. P.S, the tags should serve as a warning as well. This story is my own, which means I own the characters, plot, etc. However, I did get some inspiration from James Patterson's WOMEN'S MURDER CLUB, just with a slight twist ;)

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