Thinking someone is your real friend, and them just playing you, sucks. Thinking you can relate to them, you thought " Oh, I can tell them anything" . . well he thought those boys were like him. But that was just a lie. Nobody's real, anymore. There either lonely or fake. They killed his mother. And he was apart of it, or something like that. We still don't know, the whole story . . . but he does.
" I'M NOT MEANT TO BE HERE! GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE" he yelled. He threw the chairs, against the walls making a dent. He threw, his lamp that he just got in his room, making the glass fall to the ground. He picked one sharp edge of the glass, and cut his arm, all the way down.
He cried out "GET ME OUT"
He was crazy. "Crazy . . . off of crack "
But, he was just another "Bats In The Belfry" that we have in this world.
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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