The Mind of a Murderer
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Read while I take you through a crazy journey of the mind of a mentally ill girl ( Star) as she slowley becomes and does the unthinkable. This is going to be rated R, very graphic descriptions. If you like the insane.. then this is the book for you.
This isn't my first book but it's my first official story! My name is Queenie Diggs. I'm 18 years old; and love writing
And other artistic things✨
Disclaimer//
This book may be triggering to some! Only if you can handle it or like reading then carry on‼️‼️‼️
Mental health is serious. This may be a fiction book but I deal with mental issues myself, and I know exactly how I think and how I feel. Which allows me to understand more people and connect. It made me wiser and see the world differently. As well as my spirituality. So you will be in my mind.. but the events that take place is totally fiction .
Do not do anything in this book as it will lead to very serious outcomes!!
If you're a person of mental illnesses, know that you are loved by some one of not many!! You can always ask for help .. for support.. call support lines if necessary. Go to a therapist...I know I get the feeling of opening up to someone I've been there and still am...focus on what makes you happy to keep you going.. focus on things and people you love!
Keep being strong!
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