The Perfect Dying Moment
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Last published Sat, Nov 15, 2014
"But the look on her face, the gasp and the way she clutched at her dresser, it was perfect. The Perfect Dying Moment"
Holli was your typical fourteen year old girl until she got her twin kicked out of the Royal Ballet School. Now with her sister and an anonymous source threatening to destroy everything she has ever loved, Holli is forced to join the Black Shadows, a street gang who go around torturing and killing all those who did their members wrong .
In the last 5 weeks of Holli's life, piece together the clues, follow her fight to escape and try to corrupt "The Perfect Dying Moment"
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