**This a thriller/mystery/romance novel for teens and young adults 15+ due to violence and language.**
Everyone I know – and people I don’t—think my best friends and I had something to do with our English teacher’s death. People we thought of as friends. Peers. Teachers. Our parents.
And who knows? Maybe we did. Maybe we were the reason why the psycho pedophile Mike Adams was stabbed thirteen times in his kitchen. But did we do it? No.
Still, it sucks being treated as though we did. Can you really blame us for starting fresh at a boarding school? It was our only chance to get away from everyone who blamed us, especially our parents. And yeah, I get that it looks like we are “running away” which might be construed as suspicious, but WE DIDN’T KILL ANYONE.
Besides, being around hundreds of new faces means making new friends. And maybe stirring up a new romance. And gaining the trust of the people who actually care about us.
We need every person on our side that we can get, because there is someone out there that knows who we are, knows where we came from, and knows what we did. And it seems to me like they want to end us.
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I originally wrote Little School Of Horrors when I was just fourteen years old. I picked up the old, ratty notebook when I was digging through my old belongings my sophomore year of college at Northern Arizona University, and decided it had potential. College graduation, new love, marriage, a pup, a move to seattle, and ten years later, the series is finally, bittersweetly complete.