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			<title>Competing is What I live For.</title>
			<description>I live to WIN.Softball, Basketball, Volleyball, Dance, Cheerleading, Gymnastics.My whole life is to win.Currently I am ranked 9th in the NATION for Gymnastics.Made it to REGIONALS with my Cheerleading team.State Ranked for Softball..I love it!My life is everything.I compete for my grades.For Friends..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1125320/</link>
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			<title>Fall in love</title>
			<description>I fell in love.A few times actually.&amp;nbsp;There was Justin, who I am still with, Scott who I will never talk to, and Melvin.Justin made me feel like a princess.Scott made me horrible but great about myself that I had him.I've been on again off again with Justin for over a year.Melvin it is on again ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1094587/</link>
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			<title>No Stopping Me Now.</title>
			<description>I am Me.&amp;nbsp;Nobody can change me.I am not stopping.I am a powerful,&amp;nbsp;STRONG, young women.Girls hate me.Boys hate me.I am here because Jesus gave me a second chance at life.In&amp;nbsp;Kindergarten, There was a shootout at my school.Nobody was hurt nobody died.I was born dead.&amp;nbsp;I was brought ba..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1091136/</link>
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			<title>Harassment</title>
			<description>I am harrassed. Daily. pretty Much Hourly. People will print off things and show them to everybody. People will start rumors and hurt me. I don't like the school I go to. I don't like the people in the school. I honestly don't have many friends. I don't need many friends. I got 3 in school suspensio..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1091034/</link>
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			<title>Beautiful  Goodbye</title>
			<description>I see you walking those hallsBut yet you don't even hesitate to speak to meI wait for you to grow upLike that will ever happenI am called a Stripper by whoIm called a RatchetI am called a w***e&amp;nbsp;All because I dated you..I would change it.I lost 3 friends out of itI lost my parents trustI fell in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1085601/</link>
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			<title>Love hurts.</title>
			<description>true story.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1082247/</link>
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			<title>The Truth..</title>
			<description>Ive always been hurt. My heart has been ripped out, stomped all over, and put back in. Im called a liar. Im called ugly. I have things thrown at me and I've been tied up before. People use my name when speaking of drama. my best friend talks s**t behind my back. She put girls up against me. I've bee..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1081292/</link>
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			<title>Dear Prince Charming</title>
			<description>I wish you would come to my rescue. I feel like Cinderella without the dress. I wash everything. Do everything without an award. I have two mean step siblings that could hurt me. Prince Charming if you are reading this. I am in need of a new heart, and a new love. Im tired of feeling this way. Stab ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1076238/</link>
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			<title>It Ends Like This..</title>
			<description>The end of us.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1076230/</link>
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			<title>It Starts Like This..</title>
			<description>This is the beginning of us.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1075623/</link>
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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>This life is what you make it. It can be bad. Or it can be good. You could win or you could lose. You can fall in love or fall out of love. You can get rich or you can die trying. You can be a snob or you could be buying someone a meal that desperately needs it. You make up your decisions. I have ma..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1074980/</link>
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			<title>Pretty Girl's Lie</title>
			<description>this is my life. Thank you Trey for writing this(:</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1069779/</link>
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			<title>Simply Amazing</title>
			<description>I ain't Perfect but I'm worth it. Every Breath you breathe for the life your in and You know you might not deserve it but you love me and its simply amazing.	But i'll be damned if I don't believe in us. Like when you said I love you for the first time and the tears fall from my eyes. There is nothin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1068030/</link>
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			<title>My Life.. as a Competitive Gymnast</title>
			<description>True Story Enjoy(:</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1064818/</link>
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			<title>Fear me..</title>
			<description>I always have been rude.I have started Rumors about you.I am the one harassing you.Im the one ruining you.&amp;nbsp;I have always been there.As A, as Ali, and as myself.I have potentially ruined your reputation..for good.&amp;nbsp;Fear me.. if you dare.You have a lot to deal with..When you deal with me.&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1064319/</link>
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			<title>Im Sorry</title>
			<description>To Miss Kaylah(:</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1063780/</link>
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			<title>My first Deer</title>
			<description>My first time shooting a deer was pretty amazing. A 6 point buck for a 7 year old. I know how to kill something and get the meet oof of the bones. I might not seem like it but I do. Deer meat is freakin Amazing. It literally falls right off the bone and we always end up naming our deer. My father ha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1063777/</link>
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			<title>Him</title>
			<description>So True(:</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1056897/</link>
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			<title>Wanting to know.</title>
			<description>The way I want things to be.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1056339/</link>
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			<title>Spencer</title>
			<description>Spencer wants everything I have.Well She can't.She flirts with Ian, my Ian.She is freakishly tall.And Lanky too.Acts like she tough s**t, when really she can hurt me again.Everyone thinks she's annoying.Im Ali, She's Spencer.She's dated her sister's boyfriends.She's played boys.Now, She's the one in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1054294/</link>
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			<title>Hands Down</title>
			<description>I am adding myself to this drama.To take in what everyone says about me.&amp;nbsp;I am adding myself to hear that when teens commit suicide daily,It makes me realize how lucky I am to be on this planet.&amp;nbsp;I'm struggling to stay in this world, because everything just touches me so deeply. I'm not doin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1052661/</link>
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			<title>A little</title>
			<description>I am hurt so much inside from the wound my father gave me, leaving my family making me moved 3,000 miles away. My mother doesnt understand. It hurts to see this. That nobody knows what moving has done to me. It has broken me. From loving any other guy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1051193/</link>
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			<title>My Aria</title>
			<description>So true.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1050125/</link>
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			<title>Poor little rich girl</title>
			<description>My dad never sees mewhen he does he brings me somethingand says. &quot;keep this as a reminder of me&quot;&amp;nbsp;My dad left me, my sister, and my momwe moved 3,000 miles away from himMy dad instantly started dating my step mom&amp;nbsp;Then my mom got married and things came crashing downNew family, New life, New..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1049613/</link>
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			<title>This is the way things are now.</title>
			<description>There are day where people are really mean and they backstab you in the back. After you were their best friend and you know all of their secrets. You could go tell everyone, but you don't because you want them back because they're the only&amp;nbsp;thing that you got. You could go missing, they'll talk ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1047658/</link>
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			<title>Leave my family out of it</title>
			<description>The Truth about my Life</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1047169/</link>
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			<title>Baby.</title>
			<description>This poor little baby didn't even have a chance.&amp;nbsp;His mother who is 14 instantly killed him and hid him.&amp;nbsp; This mother is being charged.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Her mother, who found the baby, is scarred.&amp;nbsp; This baby was beaten to death.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Within the 5 minutes he was alive.I do not u..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1046606/</link>
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			<title>Lost</title>
			<description>Based on a true story.. My friend Elena went missing on May 25, 2011 and hasn't been found since.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1046557/</link>
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			<title>Fallen Angel.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;She has brown eyes.She has the cutest blond curly hair.She has the&amp;nbsp;tiniest little pink toes.&amp;nbsp;She has the little smirk.She's the only thing in life that I wanted.She is what I call my fallen Angel.&amp;nbsp;She is Carly Ann.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1046184/</link>
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			<title>Girls</title>
			<description>These days there are girls.Mean GirlsRude as Hell GirlsBitchesEveryone has one of these girls in their lives.And I know it's hard to deal with.Texts.Rumors.DRAMA.Harassment.Bullying.Restricted Phone Calls.Letters.Notes.I've been there. I think every girl has.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/PrincessMona/1046178/</link>
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