I JUST HAD THIS TOTALLY COOL IDEA THAT I HAVE TO WRITE DOWN!
I know what you're probably thinking right now... DAMN WOMAN, YOU HAVE LIKE THREE MULTI-CHAPTER STORIES YOU NEED TO UPDATE ASAP AND YOU'RE STARTING ANOTHER ONE?!
Yes, my good friends, I am.
And I really hope you enjoy it. To be honest, I think this is going to be my favorite one (other than the spy one) if I can pull it off.
But you be the judge of my pulling-off-ness.
DISCLAIMER: None of this is mine, except the story plot, and even that was inspired by a book called 13 Reasons Why. Highly recommend you read it.
Anyways, back to the story. You don't know how long my brain has been going over ideas for this plot. First the drama, then the tragedy, then the villains, then the villains motives, then what color their underwear is going to be... no, actually, not that far. But you get the idea.
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It was just floating there. Swaying gently in the breeze.
It was not everyday you opened the front door to be greeted by a single paper plane, tied to your tree by a thread.
Maybe someone had left it there as a gift, an offering.
But why would anyone tie a paper plane to a tree?
And what message were they trying to get across?
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The ceiling seemed more grey than usual.
The dramatic color change may have been affected by her mood.
It was possible.
Sabrina swung her feet down to the floor, hearing them thud gently on the carpet. Her feet seemed heavier than normal, as if weighed down by an invisible force.
She didn't have to look in the mirror to know that she probably looked sick. No doubt there were grey circles around her eyes and deep lines engraved beneath her eyes. Her face was probably colorless, too.
That was how she felt.
Colorless. Lifeless. Drained.
Sabrina checked the date on her phone.
Even though she dreaded it, she knew that she would have to face it eventually. There was no escaping the truth.
It had been exactly one week since Daphne died.
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