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At Breaking Point
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Ongoing, First published Mar 11, 2013
"Everything has been building up way too long and it’s too much. I can’t handle all of this. There's only so much pain, only so much hurt, only so much bad that a person can take. I’ve reached my breaking point.”

Madison’s group of friends doesn’t extend much past Brent, the one who’d been like an older brother to her when she was younger, Claudia, the bright loud girl who was never afraid of offending people with her opinions, and then there’s Caden. 

	“Are you scared?”

	“No.”
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