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THE VALLEYS OF VANISHED

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Reads 124
Votes 15
Parts 12
Time 47m

cringeworthy teenfiction

Where silence speaks, shadows remember and past is never truly buried.
At Little Crestmoor Academy- covered in ivy walls, four boys find themselves at the heart of a mystery that was meant to stay forgotten.
Disappearance was never solved. They refuse to speak and those who remembered learned to forget. But when returned, the boys are forced to confront what was left behind: broken friendship, buried guilt and web of power that holds Crestmoor together. 
As the lines blur between villain and victim, the boys must decide: What are they willing to lose to bring the truth into the light?

(in short- a chapri, cringe story by a 12 year old oppa mentality woman)All Rights Reserved

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