Mystery Of Dylan Blakely

Mystery Of Dylan Blakely

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When Alexis Carter is forced to spend the summer at her grandparents house in a small town called creek falls, with no internet connection or Facebook, she then relies on a certain camera that she buys from a discount shop to distract her from having the most boring summer ever. "Take a Picture of us for memories darling, were not gonna be alive forever" Is what my grandma say's in a playful tone. "Okay fine, stand still" I then take the picture and leave it out on the park bench to develop We have lunch and catch up on what's been happening back home. I can't help but feel a little awkward by how I'm probably going to be the only 16 year old here in creek falls apart from my old friends. After having a mental convo in my head my grandma brings me out of my thoughts to remind me about the photo. I rush over to the park bench and grab the photo, careful not to rip it and go show my grandparents, but before I even get to showing them, something was wrong, very wrong. There's someone else in the picture that isn't meant to be there. I quickly place it in my pocket and tell my grandparents the wind must of blew it away. But there's one question lingering in Alexis' head, Who's the person in the picture?
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WORK IN PROGRESS‼️ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── There was no noise; I was at peace, and ironically, the stone-cold pavement never seemed warmer as my blood oozed out of me and around me like a painted canvas. I was slowly losing consciousness, but my mind never seemed happier now that I was dying. The white walls with big bright lights did not resemble heaven; in fact, it was quite the opposite. I thought I had died. When I came to, I found myself in this strange place, disoriented and confused. I looked around and found another five pairs of eyes looking at me with the same emotion swirling in their gaze. Now, 15 years later, I train with these girls. Our makers take care of us, feed us, and make sure we are clean, healthy, and fit. Some of us never had that; that's probably why it took so long for us to realize we were being used. The dirty work they made us do, none of us questioned it. How could we when we were taken off the streets? For a chance at normalcy, we settled for anything, even if that meant blurring the lines of right and wrong. After a mission gone haywire, we started noticing, and now we strike back to take our voices and reclaim the power that was used on us as a way to control us. After all, they are the ones who trained us; we are just returning our long-overdue favour. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Rankings : Featured in Mystery-thriller #5 in Mystery-thriller on 7/12/24

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