Welcome to Myrtle Lane!
Every summer, your parents sent you down to your grandmothers, and every summer, you were welcomed with opened arms by not only her, but the local children as well. The fun always begun for you the moment you crossed the Myrtle Lane threshold and found yourself back in the safe neighborhood, and you thought it would always be like that.
17 years ago, there were no signs that that summer would be different until everything went sideways. In the matter one night, you lost your best friend, was blamed for it, and became banned from the place that promised to keep you safe.
Fast-forward to today, and fate has brought you right back to Myrtle Lanes doorstep. Your grandma passes and leaves everything to you, including the home you spent all those summers. Will you return and finally get the change to tell your story, or will you decide to keep the past buried? Will it let you?
- Create your own main character from scratch as you decide your personality and appearance and watch as those choices shape your journey.
- Navigate your relationships with many forgotten names from your past, and meet some new and exciting people along the way. Decide if you’re looking for love, or friendship during this time.
- Choose how you react to the past, the present and the future as you finally find out what really happened on the worst night of your entire life.
Genre: Mystery, Romance, Horror
I know it’s short but I’m actively working on the story daily and plan on having the whole of chapter 1 done before the first week of January.
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Madilyn brings you both to the finally push, you’re officially passed the gate- You can hear a small sound come from her, one of relief before she begins to call out for help. She’s always been the loudest of the bunch, hasn’t she?
final push
past
It’s been 17 minutes since you pulled into your grandmothers driveway. Maybe you’re hesitate to start the walk up to the house where things become slightly more real or maybe you’re just simply hiding from the humidity. You had forgotten how hot and terribly wet the air is here.
grandmother’s
hesitant
The tangerine tree still stands tall in front, but with time passes, the grass below is littered with rotten fruit.
the passing of time
Reaching for the folder sitting in your passenger seat, you quickly inspect the papers. It’s the deed to my grandparents house, now officially my responsibility. Your grandma never told you that she left you the house- much to your surprise.
Change from you/your to I/my. Consider keeping it consistent.
At this point, there isn’t a lot to hook someone to the story yet. You might want to consider fleshing out more information about your grandmother and the other characters for your next update.
Good luck. 
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Very excited to keep reading more; I love a good horror mystery.
The prologue did a great job at being confusing to mirror the character’s flustered, horrified, and shocked emotions. I found that because I was confused by what’s going on, I had a very hard time being immersed in the world, as I kept questioning what’s going on and who’s this.
Feel free to ignore this next part. 
possible solution?
Is there a way we can restrict the prologue to just the kids’ interaction with their parents? Is it possible to slow down and linger in their unsettled reactions or anger as the reader catches up on what’s going on?
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This definetelly feels promising! The possible angst from others blaming MC and possibly even MC blaming themselves, and the thought of finding out what exactly happened… I’m sold!!
