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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>	Rowena&amp;nbsp;was not a brave girl. She was more of a simple girl. One who waited for something to happen instead of taking her life into her own hands. She could hardy talk to her own parents without stuttering, but still she seemed happy enough.	When I first met Sue I didn't know what to think. Her..</description>
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			<title>Weapons Against Insanity</title>
			<description>&quot;I love you,&quot; She said against his chest.
She waited for the reply that she knew would never come.
&quot;Do you love me?&quot; She asked, waiting for forever and a day.
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			<title>Chapter One, Late Night Stroll</title>
			<description>	Emily walked down the sidewalk, the night sky was just setting in but the city lights still shown brightly. Her thin hands kept reaching to tug at her hair only to fall back to her sides; realizing that a bob has replaced her once long hair.&amp;nbsp;	She was angry, not at the world or anyone else, but..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>	She was running. A hard thing when your ribs were constricted with a corset. They were coming, they were something you wouldn't wish on your greatest enemy. &amp;nbsp;	They called themselves Brothers. It almost sounded friendly. Almost. But there horrors always kept them in the shadows. They were comin..</description>
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			<title>Saving Mary-Ann</title>
			<description>Conrad</description>
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