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In 2005, Alison was living in Grapevine, Texas. It was a small and peaceful town where dust often blew through the streets, and church bells chimed every Sunday. At the age of eighteen, Alison was tall and strong because she worked out a lot at the school gym. Her skin was golden from spending time in the sun, and her eyes were bright. Many people thought she was pretty, but she didn't focus on that.
In Grapevine, it was typical for kids to be disciplined at home with a spanking, much like drinking water was a normal part of life or saying prayers was a daily ritual. Everyone in town had grown up feeling the sting of a hand or a belt. But Alison's experience was different. Her father was a quiet mechanic, and her mother was a strict nurse, yet they never resorted to spanking her. She was well-behaved, always helping at home and keeping out of trouble. Throughout her life, she was grounded just three times: once for staying up too late to read, another time for skipping a chore, and once more for talking back to her mom.
Alison attended Grapevine High, a large brick building where students of all ages studied together. Her parents chose not to sign the school's punishment agreement, so no teacher ever laid a hand on her.  Not that they needed to, because Alison was never a problem. She was diligent, earned top grades, and wasn’t upset by other girls not liking her. They assumed she thought she was better than them because she liked to be by herself, but Alison simply preferred her books to their chatting. She had a generous heart and always believed her kindness would protect her, until one day it didn't.

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