The Crisis in Class IV - B
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Last published Mon, Aug 19, 2013
Ever since my classmate died, we weren't allowed to go home. We, the students of class IV-B, were all suspects for the poor girl's death. I, the bullied kid, was the prime suspect. Everyone, except my best friend Helena and family friend's daughter Paige, wanted me gone. But, it wasn't me. The real killer was out there. I could feel it. And they had no intention of turning themselves in. But, who was it?
I, Alana Brinn, will not stop to solve this case and clear my name.
Class IV-B had a murderer, and I will find him.
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