the tattleteller
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Hello, my name Lune lodge, im writing this along the days, it was January 9th it was a cold day with rays of sun coming through the snowing clouds. My friends and i were all in the cafeteria of Nightstar high. nightstar that was our town small cozy everyone knew each other but we all had secrets, some people had darker secrets then others that was sure everyone knew someone else there secret like only my best friend vina knew who my crush was but those were not the main target of the tattleteller, the real dark ones were the ones that could ruin someone's whole life they were interesting we were in 3th period and we heard the intercom speaking ''hello students of Nightstar high school this is the tattleteller ur secrets are no longer save", that was it everyone was in a moment of freeze and then started panicking, but me i was thinking about something else who is the tattleteller?
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