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HAPPY NEW YEAR

HAPPY NEW YEAR

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Mystery
Hello and welcome to 'Happy new year'.Happy new year doesnt seem happy to Mike.To him its another sad story Paul is dead.His death unfolds dark secrets about him and his friend.Mike,who is Pauls best friend feels guilty of his death.Paul's father is furious,he blames Pauls friends,he feels they are the reason behind Pauls death.And so does his mother. A/N Its my first ever YA/NA mystery /thriller fiction.You will find alot of typos.So bare with me.Also for those who are outside Kenya or East Africa,i will use some swahili and sheng word,in dialogues and in the story.Sparely (Still editing as i write )
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