The little note

The little note

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A new technology has been developed. When you write something on your hand or wrist and think hard of a person the message you wrote will appear on their arm. This new form of communication is taking the world by storm. There are some issues such as celebrity's getting covered in messages but the program is only in the baby stages. But what happens if one day you accidentally send a message to the wrong person. You are thinking of someone and at the last minute your mind slips to someone else. Well that's what happened to Casey he was just a normal guy until a message meant for his best friend accidentally ends up on the arms of the least popular kid at school. What happens when they read this message. Will Casey hide and send them on a quest of the mystery message? Or admit and lose his reputation? Read on to find out
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#1 Mystery | #1 Thriller | #1 Young Adult Have you ever known someone more than you know yourself? Known them so inside out that you could finish their sentences and know what they're thinking, just with a glance? That was Casey and I. We were the ultimate best friends. We knew more than we should about each other. I was hopelessly and undeniably in love with him. I still remember the day perfectly. I wish I could say there was something to hint that it was coming. There was nothing. I thought I knew everything about him. Apparently not. He killed himself and a part of me died along with him. He was dead, and so was I. Or, so I thought. ** Cover by Reachingformorex ** © 2017 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.

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