GIRLS' DREAM HIGH

GIRLS' DREAM HIGH

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PROLOGUE Every girl watched as she passed by them, as she carried a plastic wherein inside everybody know is a dead body. Salliavar, the most terrifying 2nd year in this hellish place. She's also one of the prettiest and craziest student. Every man would be at awe in her presence, but not me. Not us who knows who she really is. Very well known for killing everyday with the most horrifying ways. She walked and stopped in front of me. As she stopped I can also feel my breathing stopped. She smirked and continued to drag the plastic up the stairs as we all hear the crumbling noise coming from the plastic and the body getting knocked and dragged up the stairs
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The dates match. Everything added up. How could I not realize it? The bodies. The charges. The gossip. The rumours. The accuracy. The deaths. Every single body went missing. They were right, I should have listened. I knew something was weird, but not this bad. Church on Sundays, book club on Mondays, Bible study on Wednesdays, their kids' games on Tuesdays and Thursdays, Charity donations on Fridays, and dates on Saturdays. I guess its true what they say. The biggest monsters don't hide in the darkness of your closet. Instead, they smile in your face in broad daylight. The worst demons don't conceal themselves in your shadow. They thrive in the light. The darkest souls own the brightest smiles. A light so captive, you don't even realize they've gotten so close. Don't even realize when you've befriended them and their darkness has touched you. So, Sometimes, to find the ugliest monster, you have to look in the mirror. P.S, the tags should serve as a warning as well. This story is my own, which means I own the characters, plot, etc. However, I did get some inspiration from James Patterson's WOMEN'S MURDER CLUB, just with a slight twist ;)

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