They say that we accept the love that we think deserve
But how could that be fair? People that come from broken homes should receive the love that they never got throughout their childhood, right? But even if we did we wouldn't know how to accept it.
Being a kook in the obx is not all it's said to be, most pogues think that all kooks are snobs. They don't see that I'm more similar to them than they think, sometimes I feel as though I was born into the wrong family.
My father shared the usual kook ideal that pogues were bad news, my mother agreed. The pogues were free. I both loved the idea of being free, of getting out the bubble wrap away from my parents.
When Jane Madarang's neighbor Natalie kills herself and leaves behind cryptic instructions, it's up to Jane and her classmates to unearth deadly secrets.
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Natalie Driscoll is dead.
She threw herself out a window and left her neighbor Jane to unravel their town's darkest secrets. Following Natalie's instructions leads Jane to three other high school students who all have something to hide. The four of them must carry out Natalie's final errand while solving the mysteries written in her diary. But the secrets they unearth may be far more dangerous than what they ever imagined.
Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of suicide, violence and murder that may be triggering for some readers.
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