Peppermint Taste (REWRITTEN)

Peppermint Taste (REWRITTEN)

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This is the rewritten version of Peppermint Taste, it is completely different to the original story (which is still readable). This version was originally mixed with the original but I decided to move it for a better flow with the novel. "Ally's problem was that she cared too much. If she had been less interested in the personal lives of everyone around her; she wouldn't be dead." When an investigation, led by an inquisitive detective and his team, is commenced after the brutal death of a teenage girl on a Monday morning, a body is found. But in the distance, is the ghost of a girl just wanting to be left alone. "The peppermint; it's all mixed in with her blood."
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WORK IN PROGRESS‼️ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── There was no noise; I was at peace, and ironically, the stone-cold pavement never seemed warmer as my blood oozed out of me and around me like a painted canvas. I was slowly losing consciousness, but my mind never seemed happier now that I was dying. The white walls with big bright lights did not resemble heaven; in fact, it was quite the opposite. I thought I had died. When I came to, I found myself in this strange place, disoriented and confused. I looked around and found another five pairs of eyes looking at me with the same emotion swirling in their gaze. Now, 15 years later, I train with these girls. Our makers take care of us, feed us, and make sure we are clean, healthy, and fit. Some of us never had that; that's probably why it took so long for us to realize we were being used. The dirty work they made us do, none of us questioned it. How could we when we were taken off the streets? For a chance at normalcy, we settled for anything, even if that meant blurring the lines of right and wrong. After a mission gone haywire, we started noticing, and now we strike back to take our voices and reclaim the power that was used on us as a way to control us. After all, they are the ones who trained us; we are just returning our long-overdue favour. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Rankings : Featured in Mystery-thriller #5 in Mystery-thriller on 7/12/24

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