The Falling of the Night

The Falling of the Night

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*****First place winner of General Fiction in the Undiscovered Writers Awards***** Joshua Berton comes from a broken home. He doesn't dare think of his father, his mother is beaten down and poor, he has no siblings and no family. He is an outcast at school, subject to teases and taunts from his fellow students. He doesn't have any friends, and the only person he is comfortable talking to is his mother. But what happens when your only hope is taken away from you? What happens when the light of your life goes out? On a starless night, Joshua is left alone, and on yet another one he decides to take his life. What is he worth, anyway? What does he have left to live for when the only person he can die for is himself? He wants to leave, he wants his life to be over. But sometimes we don't get what we want.
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