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			<title>Tenth Grade Sucks - Chapter 2</title>
			<description>So when Iwalk into English on a Monday Morning, I don&amp;rsquo;t expect Tony to look at me, oreven act like he notices my existence. My expectations are accurate. He&amp;rsquo;s in adeep conversation with the red-head, popular girl of the class, Nina (who justso happens to have a locker next to min..</description>
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			<title>Tenth Grade Sucks - Chapter 1</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Tenth gradereally sucks. Take it from me, tenth is the worst. Ninth was okay, I guess,because everyone kind of let us off the hook for stuff since we were new. Notnew to going to school, of course, but new to the high school. Tenth, howeve..</description>
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			<title>Tenth Grade Sucks</title>
			<description>Alex struggles to survive tenth grade, at the same time keeping his homosexuality a secret and fighting back his feelings for his former best friend as well as his substitute English teacher. </description>
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			<title>A Thousand Mistakes</title>
			<description>	Silence. That's the only thing I'm aware of. The front end of my brand-spanking-new Chevy is completely smashed in-- Daddy's gift to me for getting perfect grades. For being a perfect kid. The air bag is squeezing my lungs, suffocating me, but I don't feel it. The only thing I feel is the silence.&amp;..</description>
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