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“Everyone is born a freak," notes Hayley. "Every newborn baby, wet and hungry and screaming, is a fresh-hatched freak who wants to have a good time and make the world a better place. . . . Most teenagers wind up in high school. And high school is where the zombification process becomes deadly.”

Quote by Laurie Halse Anderson

Book:The Impossible Knife of Memory
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The Impossible Knife of Memory

This book delves into the complexities of memory and its impact on individuals, particularly in the context of trauma and personal history. more

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Laurie Halse Anderson
Laurie Halse Anderson

Laurie Halse Anderson is an American author known for her young adult literature. Her works often explore the challenges and growth of adolescence, and are highly appreciated by young readers. more

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