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			<title>My beloved friends</title>
			<description>My&amp;nbsp;Beloved&amp;nbsp;FriendsChapter 1The Killing		I heard knocking on the door. My little boy screamed. I said &quot;It's okay Ryan. We are safe in the bath tub because the bathroom door is locked and no one can get into the bathroom.&quot;	The next morning I found myself wake in the bathroom bathtu..</description>
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