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		<description>The original writings of author Dark Angel Reborn</description>
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			<title>Erica and Nathan  July 5, 2009</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Erica and NathanJuly 5, 2009Erica slammed the phone down, yet again. She thought for another few minutes, picked up the phone and dialed Elizabeth's number...again.Why the hell wasn't sh..</description>
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			<title>From the Journal of Elizabeth  August 1, 2006</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;From the Journal of ElizabethAugust 1, 2006I got off the phone with Jarred, my heart feeling heavy. I knew something wasn't right, I just didn't know what. Everything between me and him ha..</description>
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			<title>From the Journal of Elizabeth  July 11, 2006</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;From the Journal of ElizabethJuly 11, 2006&amp;nbsp;Jarred held onto my hand tightly in the backseat of Ambers car. I had my head rested on his shoulder as I tried to relax and focus on noth..</description>
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			<title>From the Journal of Elizabeth June 30, 2006</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;From the Journal of Elizabeth June 30, 2006&amp;nbsp;Inseparable was the word that anyone used to describe Jarred and me. We always found ways to see each other. I couldn't wait until Septem..</description>
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			<title>Elizabeth's Family July 4 2009</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Elizabeth's FamilyJuly 4, 2009&amp;nbsp;Marcie and Dan sat together on the living room couch. Outside were the sounds of fireworks, and celebration. Inside the walls of this house, it was no..</description>
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			<title>From The Journal of Elizabeth June 5, 2006</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;From the Journal of Elizabeth June 5, 2006I opened my eyes and looked down. Nothing. Again. I leaned back on the toilet seat, tossing the piece of paper into the water and putting my hand ..</description>
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			<title>From the Journal of Elizabeth May 28, 2006</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; From the Journal of ElizabethMay 28, 2006&amp;nbsp;Amber looked at me, half smiling, half worried. Nathan sat at the back of the room, probably trying to blend in to the scenery to give..</description>
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			<title>Nathan and Jarred July 3, 2009</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nathan and JarredJuly 3, 2009&amp;nbsp;Nathan looked out the window just in time to see the black Ford Explorer peel into his driveway. He wasn't in the mood for visitors, but he knew t..</description>
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			<title>Amber and Jarred  July 3, 2009</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Amber and JarredJuly 3, 2009&amp;nbsp;Amber rushed towards Jarred and flung her arms around him. He caught her before they stumbled over, and laughed. His smile was enchanting, to anyon..</description>
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			<title>From The Journal of Elizabeth  April 28, 2006</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; From The Journal of ElizabethApril 28, 2006&amp;nbsp;I leaned back on Amber's couch, perfectly at ease. She and Nathan sat on the chair with their arms and legs entwined.&amp;ldquo;Hey, y..</description>
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			<title>Matt  July 2, 2009</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;     MattJuly 2, 2009Matt zipped up his pants and wiped his face with the back of his hand. Then, he reached for the remote ..</description>
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			<title>Nathan  July 2, 2009</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; NathanJuly 2, 2009&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Nathan clutched his knees to his chest, taking big long breaths. He couldn't get any air into his lungs, but ..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Prologue&amp;nbsp;To whoever finds my body,&amp;nbsp;This isn't a murder, no one was involved, and nobody but me knew this was coming, so get that notion out of your head.Please, please..</description>
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			<title>Suicide Letters</title>
			<description>When sixteen year old Emily is found dead, her family and friends try to cope with the tragedy with the help of her journals, and the letters she wrote explaining her suicide.  </description>
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