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This book is possibly one of the most boring, brain-numbing, soul sucking stories I have ever read. I absolutely hate it. In fact, I made this account specifically to write a review on this garbage. If you can even give it the privilege of being called that. One man’s trash is another man’s treasure, but in this case one man’s trash makes another man brain dead. I’m only 177 pages into this 313 page train wreck, and every fiber of my being is already cold with apathy. Reading this book is equivalent to being locked in a sensory deprivation tank and having your vocal cords ripped out so you can’t even hear the sound of your own empty voice. You know when you’re just beginning to watch a movie and you keep thinking “when is the actual story gonna begin�? That’s what this book is except it’s throughout the entire thing. The level of monotony and pure filler this book offers is enough to make listening to TV static sound exciting. If I could go back in time, I would keep my parents from screwing so I wouldn’t have to be born and therefore wouldn’t have to experience reading this terrible novel. The title is pretty much the whole book. If you read the title, you already know what it’s about, where it happens, and how it unfolds. It’s cliché to the bone. The characters are so unlikeable and shallow, and even they don’t do this story any justice. In conclusion, this book is the opposite of a suicide hotline, and should not be read by anyone with a will to live. Screw you Ms. Bright for making me endure this hellscape and screw the government for allowing what is essentially a torture device to be published and sold all around the country.