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		<title>Momentosis | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author Momentosis</description>
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			<title>Entry 13</title>
			<description>Entry 136-15-93&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can&amp;rsquo;t take it anymore.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Entry 12</title>
			<description>Entry 126-14-93&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My wife has disappeared.&amp;nbsp; I was actually able to get some shut-eye last night but when I awoke, she was gone.&amp;nbsp; The bedroom though, it&amp;rsquo;s very similar to that crime scene.&amp;nbsp; There&amp;rsquo;s blood ev..</description>
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			<title>Entry 11</title>
			<description>Entry 116-13-93&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My wife is acting strange.&amp;nbsp; She was talking to someone this morning in the front yard.&amp;nbsp; When the other person saw me, they darted away.&amp;nbsp; She still jokes about me going crazy.&amp;nbsp; I went back to t..</description>
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			<title>Entry 10</title>
			<description>Entry 106-12-93&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I saw a few of the guys from the building out about on my way home.&amp;nbsp; They were just standing there, watching me.&amp;nbsp; I wonder if the boss has gotten them to watch over me or something.&amp;nbsp; I have been ne..</description>
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			<title>Entry 9</title>
			<description>Entry 96-11-93&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I searched the building for whatever was outside my office yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I swear, some of the people here are watching.&amp;nbsp; There&amp;rsquo;s not a trace of it anywhere but as I sit here, I can see it.&amp;nbsp; When..</description>
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			<title>Entry 8</title>
			<description>Entry 86-10-93&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There was a large bug, serpent, or something outside my office.&amp;nbsp; I can see it silhouetted on the opaque windows of my office, slithering about.&amp;nbsp; No one else is noticing it though.&amp;nbsp; I can see them all ..</description>
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			<title>Entry 7</title>
			<description>Entry 76-09-93&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Got another call today.&amp;nbsp; Autopsy results had come in.&amp;nbsp; It was mostly as it seemed at the case.&amp;nbsp; Her eyes were deeply gouged out.&amp;nbsp; Her throat was bruised and swollen horribly.&amp;nbsp; Lastly, she ..</description>
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			<title>Entry 6</title>
			<description>Entry 66-08-93&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Last night as I laid in bed, I could&amp;rsquo;ve sworn I saw the figure standing above my wife, slowly waving its arms above her in an airy manner.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My wife thinks I&amp;rsquo;m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momentosis/442742/</link>
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			<title>Entry 5</title>
			<description>Entry 56-07-93&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I couldn&amp;rsquo;t sleep last night.&amp;nbsp; Whenever I close my eyes at night, I can see his face, his hollow stare, piercing me.&amp;nbsp; I spent the whole night searching through the notes I had taken home.&amp;nbsp; There ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momentosis/442741/</link>
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			<title>Entry 4</title>
			<description>Entry 46-06-93&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had a horrible nightmare last night.&amp;nbsp; In it, I had awoken in my bed and the bathroom light was on.&amp;nbsp; Next to me sound asleep was my wife.&amp;nbsp; I assumed she had gotten up and forgotten to turn the light ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momentosis/442240/</link>
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			<title>Entry 3</title>
			<description>Entry 36-05-93&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Turns out the forensics crew weren&amp;rsquo;t able to gather any biological samples whatsoever.&amp;nbsp; Despite being an obvious rape scene, there were no semen, saliva, or even skin for that matter.&amp;nbsp; What was stran..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momentosis/442239/</link>
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			<title>Entry 2</title>
			<description>Entry 26-04-93Examining the blood splatters some more, I was able to find that it was possible the whole thing began in the bathroom that was part of the bedroom.&amp;nbsp; The bathroom, itself seems completely untouched.&amp;nbsp; There were, however, droplets of blood that wors..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momentosis/442238/</link>
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			<title>Entry 1</title>
			<description>Entry 16-03-93Today I was called to a possible murder scene.&amp;nbsp; It was described as a possible rape and murder of a 15 year old girl, Lisa Krause.&amp;nbsp; Her parents had gone on vacation and left her alone to watch over the place.&amp;nbsp; One of her friends had come over ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momentosis/442236/</link>
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			<title>Rain - The Lisa Krause Case</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momentosis/442235/</link>
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			<title>Belonging</title>
			<description>The airy morning sun seeped its way into the small quiet room, arousing the man from his dreary sleep. He had had a long night, moping about his broken heart and the girl he loved. He just could not move on. &amp;ldquo;How could this had happen?&amp;rdquo; he had constantly questioned himself but to no avai..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momentosis/437833/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3 - Silence Past</title>
			<description>Nick awakes from his spell.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momentosis/436084/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2 - A Night Stay</title>
			<description>Nick continues his conversation with Sammy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momentosis/395162/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1 - Awaken</title>
			<description>Detective Rein awakens shortly on a beach...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momentosis/395161/</link>
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			<title>Prologue - Into the Ocean</title>
			<description>Detective Nick Rein's suicide.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momentosis/395160/</link>
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			<title>Momentosis - The Detective</title>
			<description>This story follows the post-suicide attempt journey of 32 year old Detective Nick Rein.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Momentosis/395159/</link>
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