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			<title>Chapter One (Old writing)</title>
			<description>Disclaimer: I don't own any characters and I am not making a profit.The Morning SunChapter One&amp;ldquo;Renesmee, my sweet angel, you need to wake up,&amp;rdquo; My mother, Bella, says to me gently.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Mmmf,&amp;rdquo; I mutter with my face pressed deeply into my pillow.After several more attempts at ..</description>
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			<title>The Morning Sun (Old writing)</title>
			<description>I do not own any characters and I am not making a profit from this. It's a Fan Fic about Twilight, it's in Renesmee's POV a few years after Breaking Dawn.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imagleek/656092/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One (Old writing)</title>
			<description>PrologueMy name isAlexandra Caldwell. And if youare one of the Creatures of the Night&amp;hellip;I&amp;rsquo;m your worst nightmare.ChapterOneAt just 17years old, I was staking vampires and pouring water on witches left and right.Ok, so technically I wasn&amp;rsquo;t pouring water on..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imagleek/552854/</link>
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			<title>Alexandra Caldwell: Top Hunter (Old writing)</title>
			<description>Alexandra hunts a bad vampire named Desmond across the world, while trying to also handle her responsibilities as a mother and wife.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imagleek/552852/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>Chapter Two&amp;ldquo;Where&amp;hellip;?&amp;rdquo; Caoilainn started to ask, but then stopped when she saw Memphis trying to climb down from the roof. &amp;ldquo;Memphis! You have no idea where we are! We might not even be on Earth!&amp;rdquo; I yelled. &amp;ldquo;Which is exactly why I&amp;rsquo;m going to ask where we are. ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One (Old writing)</title>
			<description>The Portal&amp;#65532;Chapter OneIt was a regular day&amp;hellip;at least until my sister and I found out about a new planet and it&amp;rsquo;s inhabitants. Caoilainn and I were riding our bikes down to my best friend&amp;rsquo;s house. We arrived there and he welcomed us with a big grin on his face.&amp;ldquo;Hey Kyra..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imagleek/499417/</link>
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			<title>The Portal (Old writing)</title>
			<description>Caoilainn and Kyranee must go on a heart-stopping journey to the planet earth to save their father from the clutches of an evil mastermind, set on destroying their planet Zemphi.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imagleek/499324/</link>
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			<title>Fighting is a pastime (Old writing)</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Chapter 4&amp;ldquo;Well, I think that well.&amp;rdquo; My mom said when we walked through the door. &amp;ldquo;Mhmm.&amp;rdquo; I said absentmindedly. I hadn&amp;rsquo;t yet told her about the incident after she left the room. &amp;ldquo;I guess we can eat lunch and then head over to the Gabbins home.&amp;rdquo; She..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imagleek/485306/</link>
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			<title>Consequences (Old writing)</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Honey.&amp;rdquo; My mother said gently. I moaned and lifted my head a tiny bit, wincing at the light coming from my bedroom window. I peered at my alarm clock&amp;hellip;6:00 a.m.! &amp;ldquo;Mom!&amp;rdquo; I groaned, &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s 6:00 a.m. on a Saturday!&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;You have a appointment this mor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imagleek/483432/</link>
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			<title>Anger and Despair (Old writing)</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Well.&amp;rdquo; My mother said. She then continued on, &amp;ldquo;After rehearsal we&amp;rsquo;ll go to the free clinic and get it out.&amp;rdquo; What? Was she a loon? &amp;ldquo;No!&amp;rdquo; I exclaimed, jumping off the bed in haste. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m not going to get an abortion, I&amp;rsquo;m keeping it!&amp;rdquo;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imagleek/483114/</link>
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			<title>Finding out (Old writing)</title>
			<description>No.&amp;rdquo; I whispered, clutching the bathroom sink. But surely enough, it was a yes. This was&amp;nbsp;supposedly the best at home test in the country, and of course, there was a positive sign. I screamed, because nobody was there to watch. I threw the test into the garbage can, and banged my head agai..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Imagleek/482967/</link>
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			<title>HollyWood Baby (Old writing)</title>
			<description>A story about a 16 year old celebrity going through the trials of teen pregnancy in the spotlight.</description>
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