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			<title>Episode Twelve</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I quickly ran along the tree line to try to get closer to the proceedings. As I pushed through thorns and small seedlings I felt panic set in. Brian was now surrounded by large hulking beast as they watched him standing there with in..</description>
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			<title>Episode Eleven</title>
			<description>As I charged out the door I was hit with the same thick smoke as before. I could see nothing in front of me and this time I was alone. I could hear Brian&amp;rsquo;s shouts from a distance but I couldn&amp;rsquo;t see him. I held onto the wall for support and crept along in the direction that I thought the ..</description>
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			<title>Episode Ten</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Soon Brian&amp;rsquo;s heavy breathing mixed into the sounds around me. His snores intertwined with the rhythmic beat of my heart and I knew that he had fallen asleep. I wished that I could fall asleep. I painfully hoped that I could esc..</description>
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			<title>Episode Nine</title>
			<description>Not really sure how I feel about this one. I tried to rewrite but I couldnt tell what the issue was, so if you can find the problem please let me know</description>
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			<title>Episode Eight</title>
			<description>As we kept moving I looked around at our surroundings. It almost seemed as if we were outside, in a forest fire during the night. I looked up and became very aware of the absence of stars. There was no sky. We were in hell and of course we would not be granted the beauty of the twilight sky.&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>Decay of the cafe</title>
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			<title>Sassy Frassy</title>
			<description>girls can be wicked</description>
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			<title>Ctrl+Alt+Delete</title>
			<description>Life gets busy.Your writing lags.Lacking the creativity spark.You login.Months have passed.Whats my password again?So many read request.How will I have time?Not one review to show your worth.Is this worth it?Scroll down.Scroll down.Scroll down.There it is.Delete account...</description>
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			<title>Episode Seven</title>
			<description>People scattered in all directions around me, like ants under a magnifying glass. A few ran directly into the thick gray smoke, their shadows were able to be seen winding their way between trees before completely evaporating in the smog. Others seemed to run in figure eights, like a wind up toy left..</description>
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			<title>Episode Six</title>
			<description>I looked down to my hands. They were the same black as the rest of the people here. The glaringly white clothes I had worn earlier had been turned to a dark gray and were charred round the edges. I rubbed the edge of my sleeve against my cheek. Soot covered its grayness to black. How would she be ab..</description>
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			<title>Episode Five</title>
			<description>The tall tunnel I had passed though quickly opened up into a wide plain. The world lit up in a fiery glow and noise came from every direction. My ears filled with the crackling of fire and the moans of far too many people to count. I stood in shock as my eyes passed over millions of faces, covered w..</description>
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			<title>Episode Four</title>
			<description>The air danced in front of my eyes as the heat rolled around the cavern. I could hear the crackling of fire all around me as well as smell and feel it. My exposed cheeks and arms stung slightly as if I was standing to close to the heater in the winter. Despite the heat I could see no fire around me...</description>
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			<title>Episode Three</title>
			<description>As I sat there I let my thoughts run around me. I thought back to the day I met Alice. In the coffee shop a block from my house. She sat there reading a novel by herself. She was unbelievably gorgeous. I finally took a chance to say hello. We talked for hours that first day. I missed my meeting sinc..</description>
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			<title>Episode Two</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;I couldn&amp;rsquo;t possibly-.&amp;rdquo; He stuttered and looked down at his watch again. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m on a very strict schedule. The next person can arrive at any second. Please just sign your name and then you can be off the rest of your eternity.&amp;rdquo; He wiggled the pen closer to my face. ..</description>
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			<title>Episode one</title>
			<description>Heaven is nothing without you&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Welcome, to heaven!&amp;rdquo; The picturesque, child-like face bobbled in front of me. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m Maurice! I am the head member of the welcoming community here in Heaven! The p..</description>
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			<title>Heaven is Nothing Without You</title>
			<description>A man gives up his chance in heaven for the woman he loves.</description>
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			<title>Footprints</title>
			<description>an old man waked up to see footrints lading from his remote cabin.</description>
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			<title>Lightning Strike: Epilogue</title>
			<description>I hope everyone enjoyed! Let me know what you think,.</description>
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			<title>Lightning Strike: Part Three: Chapter Eleven</title>
			<description>This is technically the last chapter although there will be an epilogue.</description>
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			<title>Lightning Strike: Part Three: Chapter Ten</title>
			<description>*slightly disturbing*</description>
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			<title>Lightning Strike: Part Three: Chapter Nine</title>
			<description>Chapter Nine&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The cool, night air burned down Trisha&amp;rsquo;s already raw throat as she sped through the trees. She blindly darted through tree limbs and thistle bushes. She could hear James crashing about behind her a..</description>
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			<title>Lightning Strike: PART Three: Chapter Eight</title>
			<description>Chapter Eight&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Hello, Trisha.&amp;rdquo; He spat out her name like it was venom. &amp;ldquo;Or shall I call you Linda?&amp;rdquo; He sneered then as he held the gun out in front of himself casually aiming at her as if he held noth..</description>
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			<title>Lightning Strike: Part Three: Chapter Seven</title>
			<description>Super short scene that will tie into the storyline</description>
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			<title>Chapter Thirty Seven: ( Scatter)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 37 (Scatter)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The lynches, looked like chihuahua sized beetles covered in black thick hairs. They crawled over each other in erratic waves as they scattered towards us. You could hear their small legs tapping against..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Thirty Six: (Wake Up)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 36 (wake up)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Now we can all be together again.&amp;rdquo; She spoke to our group who hadn&amp;rsquo;t moved from the doorway. I stood frozen beside Jackson and Addison. Something didn&amp;rsquo;t make sense. How ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Thirty Five: (Finally)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 35 (Finally)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The path he led us down was a winding trail of dark stone and low ceilings. There were a few lanterns placed on the walls every few yards that lit up the tunnel just enough to see where your feet were g..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Thirty Four: (Fork in the road)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 34 (Fork in the road)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I just wanted my old life back. I did not want any of this. I did not want the Guild and I didn&amp;rsquo;t want Zavion. I wanted my parents back and I wanted to go to schoo..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Thirty Three: (Pawn)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 33 (pawn)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We all stared at the emblem for a few moments without saying anything. How could this be? Why would our parents have us come here to safety when there was a wounded Guild member? None of this made ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Thrity Two: (Painful Truths)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 32 (Painful truths)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He was strapped down onto the polished metal of the table. Dried blood caked into the leather. Around his ankles were shackles, lined with sharp barbs on the inside so that movement was e..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Thirty One: (Expectations)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 31 (Broken Expectations.)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Within a few moments, we were able to see well enough to walk without stumbling into each other. The light at the end of the tunnel wavered and danced before us like a dancing maiden.&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Thrity: ( Left in the dark)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 30 (left in the dark)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The descent took seconds. I hit the water and sunk down a few feet before buoyancy took hold of me and brought me back up to the surface of the water. I gasped as my head sprang from the cool w..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Twenty Nine: ( Underground)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 29 (underground)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Our feet crunched uncomfortably against the dry rocky ground underneath. I had my flashlight aimed steadily on Jackson and Addison&amp;rsquo;s backs in front of me. Nicholas took up the rear keeping a look out for anything..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Twenty Eight: ( Keeper)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 28 (keeper)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Who was that guy?&amp;rdquo; Addison huffed as we all sprinted down out of the Guild and through a small outlet of trees to the left. The night was dark and cool. I could barely see where we were head..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Twenty Seven: ( Gray)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 27 (Gray)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;You think just because you are Cazador&amp;rsquo;s that you can come into this institution and do as you please?&amp;rdquo; The man under the hood spat out in our direction.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Twenty Six: (Secrets)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 26 (secrets)&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Your uncle?&amp;rdquo; I asked. Even though as I asked the question I could already feel the truth behind the statement. On the day that we arrived at the Guild and Rosamond came galloping out onto the field to meet us he had the same vivid green eyes as Nicholas. T..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Twenty Five: ( Nalahiem)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 25 (Nalaheim)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;This is it.&amp;rdquo; Nicholas whispered to the small group of people behind him. I felt uneasy about having so many people involved already but I knew that we couldn&amp;rsquo;t do this without Jackso..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Twenty Four: (Confessions)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 24(Confessions)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After making a quick pit stop at my room to hurriedly, change out of my dress and into a pair of kaki pants, a clean black tee shirt, and a pair of boots. Yes, Jackson must have a thing for Lara Crof..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Twenty Three (Make a wish)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 23(Make a Wish)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Madison!&amp;rdquo; Addison smiled brightly as he swung me up in his arms and made a quick circle before planting me safely back down on the cobble ground.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Tenty Two ( To the Heart)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 22(The heart)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;So where are we going?&amp;rdquo; I asked as I walked beside Nicholas. We were slowly walking down corridors of the Guild that I had never been down before. I had the slightest sensation of travelin..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Twenty one : (Primping)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 21(primping)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Oh no way!&amp;rdquo; I gasped. &amp;ldquo;I am not wearing that!&amp;rdquo; I backed my way out of the bathroom. Hands in front of my body like a shield.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Twenty ( is this home?)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 20(Home?)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A few minutes later Addison appeared into the room in a flurry.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Do you hate me?&amp;rdquo; He grinned down at me with a guilty look on his face. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t say anything except blush and s..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Nineteen: (Blessings Follow Darkness)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 19(Blessings follow Darkness)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The next few days went in a wave of card games with Addison on the soft sheets of the bed and a few friendly older women who came to check how I was healing. I had a dislocated shoulder..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Eighteen: (Brotherly Love)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 18(Brotherly love)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Searing pain flooded my entire body. I worked through the pain to assess my body. With my eyes still closed, I mentally did a full body check. I felt as though I was lying on a soft cloud. My body..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Seventeen: (Swan)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 17(Swan)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Where are we going exactly? I asked as I jogged to try to keep up with Jackson and Addison.&amp;nbsp; Jackson had led us outside into the bright Ireland sun. A sweet cool breeze blew across my face bring..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Sixteen: (Ambush)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 16(Ambush)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Be Welcome Future Hunters and Guardian.&amp;rdquo; Sawaya spoke to us from his throne like seat in the middle of the conference room. There were a great deal less men and women in black robes then ther..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Fifteen ( Blood Seal)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 15(Blood Seal)&amp;nbsp;Sitting in Hunter&amp;rsquo;s Creed instruction thirty minutes later, I thought about Addison. He was strong and charismatic. Girls everywhere swooned over his looks. He was essentially everything a hero was supposed to be. I could see him being a prince in shining armor..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Fourteen: ( Golden Boy)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 14(Golden Boy)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Man I love spaghetti,&amp;rdquo; Marcus crooned, as he slurped up a big forkful into his mouth. I had entered the common area for lunch a few moments after Jackson and Addison, and everyone else I ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Thirteen: ( Playing Catch Up)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 13(catching up)&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;This is Guild History. Mr. Rosamond teaches this class. It&amp;rsquo;s pretty easy so no problems.&amp;rdquo; Nicholas said as he waved goodbye to me and disappeared down the hallway towards his next class as well.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Twelve: ( Mantra)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 12(mantra)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We had just entered a big gymnasium of sorts. It had the normal high gloss wood flooring of any American High school has but everything else was completely new and intimidating. There were weights and bar bells a..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Eleven: ( Who is normal anyway?)</title>
			<description>Chapter: 11(who is normal anyway?)&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Hey!&amp;rdquo; Jackson and Addison flagged us down in the common area. We quickly grabbed our trays full of breakfast and sat down. I was literally starving after eating cold cuts for two days and this morning they had made pancakes with warm syrup and..</description>
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