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			<title>My daughter and what I call my egg donor</title>
			<description>I may be ranting right now when I say this because I have felt this for a long time. Its sad when my daughter won't get to know her grandmother. Her grandmother can't seem to accept the fact that she has another daughter. Its sad when a mother can't seem to talk to her baby daughter but can ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/1198147/</link>
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			<title>This is me now....</title>
			<description>Many of you know me as the girl who struggled with guys, family, pregnancy, and well just life altogether. I moved to Idaho to start new with life. My relationship with my family has improved termendously since I have been here. I got married back in January, I'm going to Cosmetology school, I'm goi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/939721/</link>
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			<title>Unnamed</title>
			<description>Hello. I haven't really written on here only because I been writing more in a journal notebook kind of thing. Everything is crazy it seems like. I have been dating Donald for 4 months now, I'm tired, I'm trying to find a job but no luck there, I been trying to get a apartment or somewhere else to li..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/759063/</link>
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			<title>Dear Savannah,</title>
			<description>Hello,I know you don't know me because you were never born. It's mommy. You would have been 2 years old on April 17th. Doesn't seem possible does it? My lil girl turning 2. I think about you a lot. Your father well I'm just glad I'm not with that scum bag no more. He was worthless. If you were here ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/724802/</link>
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			<title>Love?</title>
			<description>I am just here alone, thinking reminiscing the past.When I still don&amp;rsquo;t know how to love againUntil you came into my lifeMelting my heartMy heart that is as hard as stoneThat cannot be melted by just fire alone.How did you know that I need someone like you to be with me?To soften my heart and f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/627282/</link>
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			<title>Letter to a mentor</title>
			<description>This is my letter to my Uncle Dennis who died on October 14, 2007 four months after I graduated from high school, knowing what my last words to him were and the last time I saw him was.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/624849/</link>
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			<title>The joy and the pain</title>
			<description>There is joy and there is pain in my life. Which one it is I'm not sure what I feel right now... or am I feeling the sadness and worriedness of knowing my sister can have her baby any day now? The joy I'm feeling is the joy of being an auntie for the 5th time even though i only see 3 outta the 4 tha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/624842/</link>
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			<title>Dear Abuser,</title>
			<description>I wrote this a while back but havent put it up till now. This is what I had to go through a  a year and a half ago. I thought I was pregnant but found out i wasnt thank god for that</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/580089/</link>
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			<title>Unknown</title>
			<description>If I were a bird, where would i flyif I was a ant, where would I crawlIf I was a monkey, what would i climb?So many choices what to chooseSomebody yelled, &quot;Watch out!&quot;Somebody said, &quot;I love you&quot;Somebody whispered, &quot; I wont leave.&quot;So many sayings what to believe.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/537661/</link>
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			<title>I think I love you</title>
			<description>When I say I love you I doBut this with you will not doI need someone I can lean onSomeone I can count on tooYes you are there sometimesFor that I am grateful to youBut I need someone there full timeAnd that you can not doYou told me once you loved meThat I could believe in you..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/536862/</link>
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			<title>Hurt, fear, and pain</title>
			<description>You Can't see that deaths hand has glazed over my eyes, No one saw me die inside!Nothing hurts more than realizing he meant everything to you, but you meant nothing to himYou hurt me, caused pain. And what was I to gain? This tiny life that is inside.What do you do when your heart is alm..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/536859/</link>
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			<title>So far away</title>
			<description>These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too realThere's just too much that time cannot eraseSo cut my wrists and black my eyes, &amp;nbsp;So i can fall asleep tonight,&amp;nbsp;Or die,&amp;nbsp;Because you kill me,&amp;nbsp;You know you do,&amp;nbsp;You kill me well,&amp;nbsp;You like it too an..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/536857/</link>
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			<title>The world is leaving me</title>
			<description>Lately I have been sitting at home wondering what all Im doing with my life. Wondering if things werent meant to be with certain things. I realized that things havent been the way they should be. I also realized that I didnt know what I really wanted to go to school for instead it was more of me jus..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/534875/</link>
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			<title>My life decisions are hurting me</title>
			<description>Im 20 years old turning 21 on March 11. For the last month I have been going out weekly and getting drunk to the point where I have hangovers the next day. Im ruining my life. My life is starting to become a blur and Im not sure how to change that. A friend of mine tells me to get new friends but th..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/518283/</link>
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			<title>Pregnant or Not?</title>
			<description>I got back to Washington about mmm I dont know 2 or 3 weeks ago and I was scared because something wasnt right with my body. Something still isnt right with my body but according to the doctor everything is ok. I ended up taking two different kinds of pregnancy tests but they both proved negative bu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/457505/</link>
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			<title>Standing on edge</title>
			<description>There I was standing on the edgeLooking down and looking back.I look down because I&amp;rsquo;m going to jump,I look back to see if anyone is around to stop me.No one is around so I thought.There he was right as I was thinkingAbout jumping was a man.I couldn&amp;rsquo;t see him very wellBu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/410707/</link>
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			<title>Two children who crys in silence</title>
			<description>For some reason I'm into writing about children who get hurt that don't make it. I'm sorry that I am writing about it but it's been on my mind a lot lately
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/407853/</link>
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			<title>My name is Chris....</title>
			<description>Please don't let child abuse get to this point. Child abuse is not worth risking your life of going to jail for murdering or beating up a child. It's also not worth getting your child taken away. I hope that one day my child won't have to go through this.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/406495/</link>
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			<title>Confusion, Confession</title>
			<description>I'm just venting and letting out somethings that have happened over the last 4 or 5 months.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/331502/</link>
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			<title>Windows and Doors</title>
			<description>I wrote this while at work one day because I was somewhat bored and I was realizing these things</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/288557/</link>
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			<title>A girl who was afraid</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The girl is not lonely anymore. She is afraid more than anything. She sits there wondering what is going to happen to. Her friends are worried about her because she won't eat more than a piece of fruit or bread a day. She is worried about herself a little because it has gotten worse. She hopes..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/281636/</link>
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			<title>My Dad</title>
			<description>I wrote this for my dad after my grandpa died.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/281390/</link>
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			<title>Cutting For Pain</title>
			<description>This is something I wrote after I had gone through a rough stage of depression. I was to the point where l was going to majorly hurt myself to end my pain. Its a stage where I don't want to  go through again. The sad thing is I have gone through it again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/280911/</link>
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			<title>When I....</title>
			<description>&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; &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;When I want to hide, there is no place to hide in or under.When I want someone to talk to,no one is a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/280881/</link>
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			<title>I swear</title>
			<description>This is similar to what a guy said to me when we were going ot.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/280873/</link>
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			<title>A girl walking towards the light</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The lonely girl is back... she is sitting on her bed once again but this time she isn't in the darkness as much as she was before. She seems to be more relaxed and more comfortable. This girl sees a light, a light that she keeps running to, to see what it is like on the other side of darkness...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/280432/</link>
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			<title>A lonely girl</title>
			<description>SItting on her bed, this young and beautiful girl was crying. She was crying because she was in darkness. She didn't know how to get out of the darkness except by one person. The boy she liked was the only person that could pull her out of the darkness. She tried talking to him but he ignored her, s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/jhoglund1989/279766/</link>
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