This is one of those stories that I wrote on my old laptop (its photo is on the cover) when I was 8 years old
I'm not sure it's a work I'll be proud of, but it's definitely one I'll be kringling from
Below you can read the description that I wrote seven years ago when I was writing this "fiction detective story"
My story is about a man who tried to get out of any difficult situation and achieve justice by all means, about a detective, and, as you know, "justice will lighten the darkness"
WARNING: there may be a lot of platitudes and historical inconsistencies here, but accept the fact that I was only in the third grade at the time
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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