Who Killed Abagail Spencer?

After a devestating loss and a huge carcrash at the end of the summer, Delancy Harding decides to lay low her senior year.

She has PTSD from the crash- which means throwing out her favorite perfume, blocking her favorite song, and no longer sitting in the driver's seat, all of those things causing her to remember that night in vivid flashes.

Laying low is a little difficult when a cute guy befriends her, her life is threatened on multiple occasions, and her dead friends past catches up with her in some really weird ways.

Her senior year instead is filled with trying to stay alive and slowly figuring out who killed Abigail Spencer.

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Swinging my locker door open, I let out a breath of frustration. First day of Senior year and already ten pounds of homework.

I shoved the textbooks in my faded backpack and zipped it quickly. I noticed a neatly tucked piece of paper caught in the vents of my locker door.

Grabbing it and also putting my backpack through one arm I carefully unfolded the note. I had never gotten one before, but i had always read about these sort of things.

Would it be from someone who had been secretly crushing on me? Probably not but a girl could hope.

When I finally opened the letter, a shiver ran down my spine and my phone dropped from my hand, shattering on the green tile floor.

There in small neat handwriting read-
"You weren't supposed to live."