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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>Demi slammed the front door and walked down the street in the cold December air. Why does it have to be like this? Why can&amp;rsquo;t we just get along? I hate mom! I hate her for leaving us. I hate dad for being the helpless lump he is and I hate my sister for hating me&amp;hellip;but I also hate myself f..</description>
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			<title>Not Quite Undead</title>
			<description>Demi gets hit by a car as she tries to escape her broken family. She wakes up in an unrecognizable room and there they try to explain they're undead. No not vampires or whatever else u think just undead</description>
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