[Webcomic Draft] Baby Blue Fever

[Webcomic Draft] Baby Blue Fever

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A runaway killer nicknamed "Baby Doll Face" is preying on troubled high schoolers attending the only remaining open school in the county. As news of the killings spread during the middle of the school year, transfer students began filling the remaining slots originally reserved for students with behavioral issues. As part of the school system, a program called AMAP (Accelerated Musical Arts Program) was created to help troubled students rehabilitate and graduate on time through a structured musical education, or else they face their last warning and will be sent to Juvie. The program also adapts to the school's former religious practices and incorporates a newly implemented STEM-focused curriculum. ***Will these students ever survive the year or get expelled from learning?!? - ---[UNDERGOING INTENSIVE REVISION.:] Warning: -lots of slurs, crude humor, and implications of abuse (Depicting high schoolers under scrutiny.)
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They say the mind is maze of unknown insanity. A place where you don't know how wrong you are until it's too late. I felt myself crumbling and drifting away into what I always feared. Turning into the monster under the bed instead of the scared child under the covers. It was drowning me fast, taking me under, until I started breathing it like oxygen. Until it had me hooked by the neck, and I couldn't make my escape. I don't know how he found me or why he stayed by my side. I just know his love was so intoxicating, that it saved me. And I know his love was so addicting, that it killed me. Or maybe I was dead all along.

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