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		<description>The original writings of author Emily Anne</description>
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			<title>Chapter Eight: The More You Know</title>
			<description>&quot;Tell me more about my father,&quot; Alice asked in the darkness of her bedroom. Every night, before bed, she would ask this question. She didn't always get an answer, but when she did, she cherished the information.&quot;I&amp;nbsp;guess&amp;nbsp;I'll tell you more,&quot; Cara replied,&quot;What do you want to know?&quot;&quot;How long..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Seven: Learning Never Did Any Harm</title>
			<description>They had to dig a hole. First, the shovels hit frozen ice. It took a long time to get through that. Then, once the ice was out of the way, they shoved the tip of the shovel through the dark brown dirt. Alice was standing in the large courtyard, this being her first time back there. Bobby and Cara wo..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Six: Nobody Likes It</title>
			<description>6 A.M.Alice heard the screaming through the paper thin walls. She tumbled out of her bed minutes after Cara, who'd been in a hurry to get out and see what was wrong.She rubbed her groggy eyes, searching in the still dark room for the doorway.&quot;He'd dead! He's f*****g dead! He f*****g bit Gary!&quot; Felic..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1410590/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Five: Good Things Come in Cold Packages</title>
			<description>&quot;Alice J.! Can you come on over and help me untie these fishing lines?&quot; Alice's dad said.Alice's eyes darted open, looking back and forth. Her heart raced and she could feel cold sweets covering her body.&quot;Alice J.?&quot; Cara whispered,&quot;Alice J.? Can you hear me? You awake honey?&quot;Alice sat up and turned ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Four: Changing Tides</title>
			<description>The coming mornings have been getting easier and easier for Alice to wake up to. The first week, she didn't even want to leave her room. But slowly enough, her new friends had been able to coax her out of her hidey hole.&quot;We've got a few others who live here, but during the Winter months they go away..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1410587/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Three: Bravery</title>
			<description>When everything started to sink into Alice's mind, when she'd finally realized she was now an orphan, she started to cry. She was in a stranger's house, sleeping in a strange bed, all alone in a silent room. She didn't cry a lot when she was little; Her dad made sure to make her tough. But every sin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1410585/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Two: A Savior</title>
			<description>&quot;Alice J.?&quot; An unfamiliar voice echoed from an unknown area. Alice had been sleeping in the first car she encountered after that physically and emotionally exhausting chase from the day prior.&quot;Alice J.?&quot; The voice was getting closer. She the second time it called, she became fully aware that she was..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One: The Chase</title>
			<description>She was running, her ponytail blowing in the massive wind storm. Sweat beaded down her forehead, mixed with falling rain and a little bit of blood.The blood wasn't hers.How did she get here? Running away from the monsters who'd torn her father away in front of her eyes.She kept running, rounding a s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1410583/</link>
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			<title>A Change in the Season</title>
			<description>&quot;We do not remember days, we remember moments.&quot; ~ Cesare Pavese</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1410579/</link>
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			<title>Why Hunter?</title>
			<description>&quot;There comes a day when two friends must part.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1173174/</link>
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			<title>Snow</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.&amp;rdquo;-Eskimo Proverb</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1170342/</link>
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			<title>Hope</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;What seems to us as bitter trials are often blessings in disguise&amp;rdquo;- Oscar Wilde</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1167754/</link>
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			<title>My Dear Romeo</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep; the more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite.&amp;rdquo; 
&amp;#8213; William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1164547/</link>
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			<title>My Best Friend</title>
			<description>I knew Ben was with his mom now.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1163923/</link>
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			<title>Small Story Collections By Emily Anne</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1163908/</link>
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			<title>In that Cafe</title>
			<description>And suddenly, she became the love story.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1159428/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 5, Troubling Times</title>
			<description>&quot;You mustn't worry yourself over the ones that don't matter in your life&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1141875/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 4, Several Big Surprises</title>
			<description>&quot;The mind that is anxious about future events is miserable.&quot; - Seneca</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1140645/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3, Letting Go</title>
			<description>&quot;The only thing greater than fear is Hope,&quot;- Hunger Games Trilogy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1138766/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2, A New Start</title>
			<description>&quot;Love is the End,&quot; - Keane</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1126643/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1, The Great Misunderstanding</title>
			<description>Maria Hayford		Snow covered the ground, a thick layer of bleach white linens that seemed too perfect to be apart of this world. It fascinates me to no end, really. The world outside my own door can change in an instant, and all I can ever seem to do is stare at it like a child. Too bad people can&amp;rs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1122473/</link>
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			<title>The Nascent</title>
			<description>&quot;It's overwhelming to think that one day we will cease to exist. That's why I want to make my mark on the world.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EMMYPESS/1122443/</link>
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			<title>Missing You</title>
			<description>Remember, your loved ones are watching over you!</description>
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