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		<description>The original writings of author Morning</description>
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			<title>Chapter One: Almost Dying Is Not Fun</title>
			<description>KRISTEN finds secrets that she should not know, and their are people who will do anything to make sure she doesn't. </description>
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			<title>Awakening </title>
			<description>KRISTEN Greene has always been a little on the strange side, but she had no idea how different she was....</description>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>The worst day of my life was a typical November, Saturday morning.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morningstarr/482084/</link>
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			<title>Honor Society</title>
			<description>Kristen Greene was found by a private academy, and taken in to be one of them. They call themselves the Honor Society and they are a group of teenagers, who Superpower Genetics have evolved enough to give them special abilities and Kristen discovered, lik</description>
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			<title>Chapter One: Nightmares</title>
			<description>&quot;It was nothing Aunt Bellatrix,&quot; I started slowly. &quot;I-I just had another bad dream,&quot; I mumbled, finsihing lamely.
    &quot;The same one? When he kills your family?&quot; Bellatrix asked and smiled when Brita nodded. &quot;You foolish girl- Don't you glare at me. We've</description>
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			<title>My Path Is Set For Darkness [Harry Potter Fanfic]</title>
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Brita Charlotte Brooks-Lestrange was born with exstordnary powers and a great destiny, and thats why the Dark Lord killed her family when she was born and sent her to live with her &quot;Aunt&quot; Bellatrix. Now a fourth year at Hogwarts she discovers her fate. </description>
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			<title>LOVE Lost</title>
			<description>Just a poem about love and losing it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morningstarr/430044/</link>
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			<title>Starry Skies</title>
			<description>Just A Poem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morningstarr/426439/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Two: Life Isn't A Fairytale</title>
			<description>Meet and learn about Raksha and her life</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morningstarr/425666/</link>
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			<title>You Can't Cage Hope</title>
			<description>I did this as a school project. It was suppose to be something that happened in your life and a lesson you learned.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morningstarr/424823/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One: A stranger</title>
			<description>It was almost midnight when I saw the stranger in the narrow ally way. There would be no way to get past him without causing a scene. I turned the corner hoping he wouldn't fallow me, but knowing all to well he would.I was in another ally way now, this one bigger and longer then it's last. The s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Morningstarr/424452/</link>
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			<title>Raksha</title>
			<description>My parents tried to kill me the night I was born. They tried drowning, burning and stabbing, but I wouldn't die.</description>
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