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“Funny thing, your brain, how it always functions on one level or another. How, even stuck in some sort of subconcious limbo, it works your lungs, your muscle twitches, your heart, in fact, in symphony with your heart, allowing it to feel love. Pain. Jealousy. Guilt. I wonder if it’s the same for people, lost in comas. Is there really such a thing”

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Book:Ellen Hopkins: Crank Trilogy
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Ellen Hopkins: Crank Trilogy

The Crank Trilogy consists of three interconnected novels: 'Crank,' 'Twisted,' and 'Recovery.' These novels delve into the lives of teenagers who become entangled in the dangerous world of drug addiction. Ellen Hopkins' unique narrative style, which employs verse poetry, provides a vivid and poignant portrayal of the emotional turmoil and physical pain associated with addiction. The trilogy has garnered critical acclaim for its honest and unflinching look at the realities of addiction and its impact on individuals and families. more

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Ellen Hopkins
Ellen Hopkins

Ellen Hopkins is an American novelist known for her poetry-in-prose novels. Her works often tackle issues affecting teenagers, such as drug abuse, domestic violence, and self-harm. Hopkins' writing style is distinctive, appreciated for its direct and candid narrative. more

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Book:Ellen Hopkins: Crank Trilogy
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Book:Evernight (Evernight, Book 1)
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