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"He's sitting in his chair, rubbing his temples as if to try and erase a migraine. I plop down in the chair right in front of his desk, leaning forward like I'm about to take a nap. This past week I've gotten to feeling like I just don't care about much of anything. I'm starting to wonder what the point is in anything."
And so begins the story of Fallon Watkins. A tortured soul forced to grapple with the hardships of growing up, she tells her story in a way only she can, reflecting on everything - good and bad - in the days leading up to tragedy.
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