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			<title>Chapter three: Bloodly hell!</title>
			<description>Amelia felt her heart stop for half a second, as the wolf moved forward. Slowly, it began to creep closer. It had only gone taken half dozen steps, when Amelia&amp;rsquo;s wits kicked in. In one quick move she rolled around to the other side of the tree and then leapt forward, only to find herself knee ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter two: The big bad...... WOLVES?!</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Frank!&amp;rdquo; Amelia shouted out ever now and then as she walked zigzagging though the trees randomly. &amp;ldquo;come on frank!&amp;rdquo; she kicked at a near by stump,and suddenly stopped. Some where close by a brook could be heard, not an unusual sound for this part of the forest. But, something ..</description>
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			<title>Chapyer one: Camping.</title>
			<description>The sun shone down on the city  as Amelia sat in her apartment looking out the window watching the streets below. It was a beautiful Sunday morning, made ever more so by the fact the tomorrow was the beginning of spring break as well as the day that Miranda, Amelia&amp;rsquo;s friend since second grade,..</description>
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			<title>Once upon a forest.</title>
			<description> This the story of a girl, named amelia, who lives in Forks, WA.</description>
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