Red Writers

Red Writers

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Death is the only experience of reality that is not lived. This is how I begin my story, I, Charles Ellis, on the unfortunate events that happened to me four years ago. I finally dare to write this manuscript after long years of hesitation and turmoil on the subject. Given the strangeness of this stay, I had difficulty convincing myself to relate these facts. What decided me was the incompetence of the authorities as well as the lack of justice towards this case. Many will say that I am exaggerating, but they weren't here to judge. Police have still not arrested a culprit after four years of searching. I'm desperate. I hope the publication of this book will shed light and guide me to the truth ... *This is not my story*
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This book is the tale of a mystery that was never solved. It is a mystery that to this day stumps even the world's greatest minds. It's a story that only I, Alissa Lauren Kiang, can tell the truth about. This story is something that I had to experience with four of my best friends, people who had been there for each other for all of my life, through all of my ups and downs. While I had to go through hardships, they were always with me. They knew everything about me, and I, them. We were with each other through everything we ever had to deal with. Through depression, through loss, and through accomplishments. No matter what the occasion, they were always there for me, and I for them. They were people I would soon realize meant the world to me. But as the saying goes, you never really know what you have until you truly lose it forever. P.S. there is a little bit of blood and gore mentioned, and suicide and murders occur, so TRIGGER WARNING

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