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Thirteen Reasons Why

This poignant and thought-provoking book delves into the complex issues of bullying, teen angst, and the impact of social media on young lives. Through the eyes of a young girl, readers are taken on a harrowing journey as they uncover the series of events that ultimately led to her tragic demise. more

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Jay Asher
Jay Asher

Jay Asher is an American writer known for his young adult literature. Born on September 30, 1975, he is renowned for his novel '13 Reasons Why,' which delves into complex themes of teenage suicide and bullying in schools. more

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