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		<description>The original writings of author LynLee </description>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>Wesat down and laid out candles. We always play truth or dare in the dark. Wehave no idea how we started that, but we did. I pull out my truth or dare gameand we set up.&quot;Alright, I'll roll first.&quot; I roll the dice and landon a four. I move my piece four spaces and land on a dare. &quot;Great.&quot;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>Ilet Lea have her clothes back and I took my shower. After that we braidedeachother's hair and I kept saying, &quot;I feel like I'm five.&quot; until Leapunched me in the arm to shut up.We got bored and decided to have a horror movie marathon. Wefound all the scariest movies and played them.On..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Iwalked out into the blazing sun with my sunglasses on and my, now blue, hair ina loose bun. I saw the chair with my towel laid out and sat down. Lea's towelwas on the ground and she was laying on it. Her skin looked as white as a ghostin the light the sun shone. She opened her eyes and look..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Iwalked through the noisy halls. The bell was going to ring in exactly threeminutes. I found Lea lingering at my locker. &quot;Hey.&quot; I said pushingher to get to my lock. &quot;Oh, hey.&quot; She said . She was fiddling withsomething on her neck. It was a necklace, the one I gave her for her birthdaylast ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Itwas only three weeks into the year. I watched myself in the mirror. Mypale&amp;nbsp;heart shaped face, my blonde&amp;nbsp;curly hair, my white, but notperfectly straight&amp;nbsp;teeth. I put on the finishing touches of my mascara andstared at myself longer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Today was the day. I wil..</description>
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			<title>I am Thumbelina</title>
			<description>&quot;I do.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Those two short words were going to change my life forever. My mother just got remarried and I was her Maid of Honor. The reception was coming up and I was not ready to make my speech. &amp;nbsp;I sat in my chair playing with the tule on my dress. I could h..</description>
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			<title>Believe</title>
			<description>i watch the ink flow onto my skin.it's flawless black color sinks into my fine lines.i watch as i write the one word on my wrist,&quot;believe&quot;this one word will turn my frown into a smile.this one word is able to make me feel that it will get better.all i need is time,and i have it.this one word makes m..</description>
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			<title>Dark sunset</title>
			<description>A sunset I wish to watch but I cannot,&amp;nbsp;For there is no sun where I liveMerely darkness.For miles and miles forever the road goesThere is only darkness.I travel down this roadThat leads forever in the darkBut I am searching, searching for that lightThe light that will, one day&amp;..</description>
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			<title>Personal demon</title>
			<description>The demons inside my headTell me to be silentThey tell me to never sleepNever restThey make me afraid of my own shadowAnd no one can understandBecuz in order to you'd have to live inside my headTo see the demons through your own eyesThere different for everyoneBut for meThey scar..</description>
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			<title>Inside demons</title>
			<description>I am fighting my demonsInside my headI am always talkingBut wish i was silentMy eyes have a bright twinkleBut have darkness insideI have bright ideasBut my mind is darkThe demons are coming outAnd im ready to play</description>
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			<title>A Change, Unless</title>
			<description>A Change, Unless&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The color of the treeswill change,unless it's an Evergreen.The snow will eventually melt,unless it's far north.The rain in a stormwill come to a pause,unless it's a rainforest.The heat of a warm summer day will cool,unless your on the equator.The drumming of a heart will ..</description>
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			<title>One Night</title>
			<description>One Night&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One night.That was all it took.One swing,but two people.&amp;nbsp;We talked,the whole time.Your eyes always gazing into&amp;nbsp;mine.&amp;nbsp;I can't stop thinking about the one nightwe were together.Our hands just brushing eachothers.&amp;nbsp;I don't know why,but the thought of youbrings te..</description>
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			<title>Candy Love</title>
			<description>Candy Love&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Your like a piece of gum.First your sweet,But then the flavors gone.&amp;nbsp;You said our lovewas like an everstopping gobbstopperbut eventually we turned into a knub.&amp;nbsp;You were my Babe Ruthhitting all my homeruns,but then you striked out.&amp;nbsp;Like all candythe sweetnes..</description>
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			<title>April 31, 2012</title>
			<description>Okay first off, why must I do a stupid Human Test every time I add a writing onto here? What do they think is typing, a fish? Yes, because magical fish have magical waterproof computers under the sea where they like to blog about Ariel finding a new seashell bra. Now onto reality, did anyone else se..</description>
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			<title>Life: True Story</title>
			<description>Life, my way</description>
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			<title>Stay Awake</title>
			<description>Stay AwakeStay awake!Stay awake!Stay awake!Or else he'll get you. And gut youuntil you die a slow, painful death.Dying, dying,but not dead.Not yet.You closed your eyes.You let him come.You caused your death.You succombed.And now your gone.You let him in,you ..</description>
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			<title>Love Forever and Always</title>
			<description>Love Forever and Always&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So many secrets have come out.You know me so well now,and I know you well too.But your still so scared,I am too.But we can't be scared forever.We must embrace our Love,Forever and Always.&amp;nbsp;We talk for hours upon hours.Never changing the subject.Us.We think of w..</description>
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			<title>Listen</title>
			<description>Listen&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;How can you sit there and completely ignore me?I yell your name and I know you can hear me!Why won't you choose to listen, just once.&amp;nbsp;I'm&amp;nbsp;tired.Tired of the crap I get from you.I'm ready to change,are you?&amp;nbsp;I try to tell you about him,but you just don't care.You say h..</description>
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			<title>Dreamer</title>
			<description>Dreamer&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A dreamer,in the house of shadows.Living in a cell, in a jail,controlled by his own mind.&amp;nbsp;They never become words,never become sentences,never become stories.His mind never overcoming the fear.The fear he would reject himself.&amp;nbsp;The light growing dimmer and dimmer,until it..</description>
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			<title>Shyness</title>
			<description>Shyness&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You're shy.I get it.But overcome it,the shyness.Please.&amp;nbsp;My heart begs you.It is falling, breaking into pieces.Simply one question.Simply one answer,and all is good.&amp;nbsp;But your shyness overcomes you.You get distant,going further and further away,until,I no longer see you,he..</description>
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			<title>A Traitor's Love Letter</title>
			<description>A Traitor's Love Letter&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Roses are grayThe sky is blackYour staring at meAnd I stare back.&amp;nbsp;I see right through your soulYour tattered old skinSee right through your charmRight through your whim.&amp;nbsp;To think your so smartTo think you've wonWell I assure thatYou have lost.&amp;nbsp;You th..</description>
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			<title>The Voices of my Soul</title>
			<description>The Voices of my Soul&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The air smells like crap.I feel like crap.I take the voices and try to shut them up,bu they won't.They get louder and louder,until I can't stand it anymore!I take the gun, the rope and put them to my temple, around my neck.First I pull the trigger, then fall out of t..</description>
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			<title>Angel</title>
			<description>Angel&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She stretched her wings out as the sun started to show it's smile in the distance.She looked around observing everything,But he was observing her. Her angelic golden curls falling down her back, across her glorious wingsHer perfect body, long smooth arms cascading her sidesLong stra..</description>
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			<title> Unwanted Love</title>
			<description>Un-wanted Love&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Love this year is hard.You so desperately want it you'll do anything.You date people you don't even like,don't even know.With everyone having love and for me to not have it,How do you think I feel?Please consider the fact that I still have a heart.Even though it's been pass..</description>
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			<title>Invisible Knife</title>
			<description>Invisible Knife&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The pain of an invisible knife.Stabbed in the back by my only friend.The knife pushes further down,seeping to reach my heart,but I won't allow it.I push back, pulling the knife.Watching my feelings flow out instead of blood.The feelings, the tears, the pain, the knifeAll s..</description>
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			<title>Slave of Nature</title>
			<description>Super short for english</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Us</title>
			<description>I woke up to the sound of teeth brushing. I peered into my bathroom and saw </description>
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			<title>Her and Her</title>
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			<title>My Voice</title>
			<description>What if your only freedom was your voice, but it was silenced. What would you do? Me&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;d get myself thrown into punishment.&amp;nbsp;January 23, 3074&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My name is Lily. Today I am turning 14 years old. I would say it is ..</description>
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			<title>Unknown Number</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;ldquo;Caryn wake up!&amp;rdquo; my mom yelled. She shook me until my eyes were at least partially open. &amp;ldquo;Come on Caryn, don&amp;rsquo; be so folly.&amp;rdquo; She finally left my room and I started to climb out of bed. I pulled my legs ov..</description>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>Untitled&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Untitled.If something is untitled then is there truly a meaning for it?Or is it just another mystery thing floating in the wind.&amp;nbsp;Untitled, no name.If a person has no name then it has no title, it is untitled.Say the paper is untitled.Did that pers..</description>
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			<title>This Christmas Night</title>
			<description>Eliza laid in her bed as she&amp;nbsp;heard footsteps in the hall, &quot;Tap, tap, tap.&quot; She quickly shut her eyes and tried to act sound asleep.&amp;nbsp;She heard her&amp;nbsp;door crack open, &quot;HO, HO, HO!&quot; She heard. She jumped out of her bed and looked at her door.Standing there was a jolly fat man, with ros..</description>
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			<title>Voices in the Air</title>
			<description>Voices in the Air&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The voices.They speak to me.They tell me the things I didn't know.&quot;You're fish is going to die.&quot;Sometimes, they were&amp;nbsp;things I didn't want to hear.&amp;nbsp;The voices,keep me up at night.They put things in my dreams,turning them to nightm..</description>
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			<title>Proud Girl</title>
			<description>The girl stood there, proudly, infront of the beast. &quot;Haha,&quot; it laughed, &quot;small girl you cannot defeat me.&quot;She replies, &quot;I may be small, but I tell you monster, I can defeat you.&quot; He eyed her while he circled her. He looked for weapons, though she had none. He smiled.&quot;Small girl I see no weapo..</description>
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			<title>Bathroom torture (S)</title>
			<description>&quot;Really? Already?&quot; I said as I heard my alarm buzzing. Quickly I shut it up. I wiped my face and sat up. My bed was so warm, my eyes so droopy. All I had to do was lay back down and fall asleep in an instant. But no, I had school.I moved my feet one after another to my bathroom. My regular sched..</description>
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			<title>Bathroom torture</title>
			<description>only these two stories</description>
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			<title>Bathroom torture(F)</title>
			<description>&quot;Really? Already?&quot; I said as I heard my alarm buzzing. Quickly I shut it up. I wiped my face and sat up. My bed was so warm, my eyes so droopy. All I had to do was lay back down and fall asleep in an instant. But no, I had school.I moved my feet one after another to my bathroom. My regular schedul..</description>
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			<title> Blind Eyes</title>
			<description>Blind Eyes&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The girl is blind.Her eyes as blue as ice.&amp;nbsp;She sees nothing but darkness,bitter and cold.&amp;nbsp;She moves around feeling,but not seeing the things she touches.&amp;nbsp;Yes,this girl is blind in her sight,but blind in her heart,&amp;nbsp;she is not. </description>
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			<title>Paper</title>
			<description>Paper&amp;nbsp;Paper.Blank white paper.No words, no pictures.Nothing but white.&amp;nbsp;This paper taunting me,asking me, &quot;What will you write?&quot;&amp;nbsp;So I tell it,&quot;I will write about you.&quot;</description>
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			<title>Faces in the Windows</title>
			<description>Another boring day in band.Us flutes had to have a private lesson with the assistant teacher.We come out early and have to wait in the testing room.The doors have windows and I decide to watch the rest of the band play.&amp;nbsp;Sitting in my section are the alto saxophones.Sitting in my s..</description>
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			<title>His turn...</title>
			<description>A health test,yay. It was pretty easy,I think I passed.&amp;nbsp;Our teacher decides to just let us watch an old movie.At least he said we could sleep.I start to lower my head and turn it.&amp;nbsp;I see him, sitting against the wall talking to his friend.He looks over and glances me..</description>
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			<title>Band Class</title>
			<description>My friends basically leave.I still sit with them,there just,not there.&amp;nbsp;I am forced to pull a chair,a stand and pick up my music from the ground.All with a fractured foot.Thanks, friends.&amp;nbsp;I start to really consider if there my friends.They seem to forget I'm even the..</description>
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			<title>The boot</title>
			<description>My foot broken.My heart in pieces.I don't think he likes me.&amp;nbsp;His big brown eyes tell all,he doesn't.&amp;nbsp;My foot in a boot.Sitting in PE alone.Am I imagining this?Is he really there?&amp;nbsp;Yes he is.He stands there,waiting,and holds his hand out to me.</description>
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			<title>Lunar Eclipse</title>
			<description>Lunar eclipse high in the sky.Moon shineMoon go.Hide behind the shadow.&amp;nbsp;I wish I were you,Moon high.To see the Earthand all the watchers.Perhaps he was watching.The one I wishwas my Prince Charming.&amp;nbsp;But sadly,I am not you,I am not a Moon.I am just a pers..</description>
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			<title>He looked at me</title>
			<description>I sat therebored.&amp;nbsp;The field trip was fun,now I was ready to leave.To get away from the factthat he doesn't like me back.But no,another forty minutes of school.&amp;nbsp;I sit,watching all my other friends in the clarinets.My fellow flutist sits next to meand I watch her ..</description>
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			<title>Lies and Lies</title>
			<description>You said he liked me,And she said he didn't.&amp;nbsp;My two best friends,with two different answers.I don't know who to believe.All I can think about,is whether he likes meor not?</description>
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			<title>Anonymous Cinderella</title>
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			<title>Karma</title>
			<description>Karma&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;What goes around comes around.Remember that in your head,as you do what you're doing to me.&amp;nbsp;You know it's wrong,you know your conscience is telling you different.Yet you still won't listen.&amp;nbsp;But listen to meas you say your lies.What goes around com..</description>
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			<title>Break away</title>
			<description>I know it'll happen someday.I know it'll happen to me. But I hope it isn't from you,cuz'&amp;nbsp;we were meant to be. &amp;nbsp;The day will come when you will&amp;nbsp;leave.My heart will break entirely.My soul will crumble.And I will fall,the farther your away from me. &amp;nbsp;Break away...</description>
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			<title>SpellCast</title>
			<description>Finally the bell rang. The last half hour I was either asleep or doodling in my journal. I put my things in my bag and walked into the hall. I started walking to my locker when I heard some screaming. I looked out over my locker door and saw Steve playing with a lighter. He was holding it up to Kat'..</description>
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