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			<title>Chapter Twenty-One: Mariah</title>
			<description>There's is one more person in our group that's injured...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1517810/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Twenty: Tyler</title>
			<description>&quot;So, what's your story?&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1517778/</link>
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			<title>What if I Say...</title>
			<description>This was written with my crush in mind. Some girls have a new crush every few weeks. Mine has been on-going since two years ago.. about. By the way: he doesn't know.</description>
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			<title>Chapter Nineteen: Steven</title>
			<description>	I watch Diane for a minute, worried about her. I don't want her to feel bad, and I wish I could just take away her pain, but I can't. I close my eyes, trying to relax, but there's just so much pain and so much on my mind, and I feel so useless right about now. I shift slightly, grunting with effort..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Eighteen: Diane</title>
			<description>	Aww, Mariah has a turtle. Tina used to have one when she- Oh Lord, Tina.	I&amp;nbsp;start crying at the thought of my deceased friend in the other part of the plane. Steven looks over at me.	&quot;Diane, is it?&quot; I nod. &quot;Are you okay?&quot; His voice sounds a little hoarse. I nod again, a little too quickly.	&quot;Yes..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Seventeen: Mariah</title>
			<description>	I don't come in for a while, not even when it starts pouring down on me. I always loved the rain, loving the exhilaration I get during a storm.&amp;nbsp;	A flash of lightning strikes at the distance, and I feel my heart pick up slightly as I go over my leg again with some soap, wanting to make sure tha..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Sixteen: Tyler</title>
			<description>	The girls have finished bringing their carry on into the now cleared out first class. I stay by Steven. He's still a little&amp;nbsp;drowsy, but I know he'll get past it. He's my brother after all.	Mariah is picking up trash around the seats and dumping it in a bag she found lying around. We cleared ou..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Fifteen: Steven</title>
			<description>	I groan quietly, opening my eyes again. I keep going in and out of consciousness. My head throbs, and it has been since I first woke up after the crash. I look around, trying not to move my head much, but I don't see Tyler, and I don't feel him holding my hand.&amp;nbsp;	&quot;Tyler?&quot; I called, my voice scr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1369980/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Fourteen: Diane</title>
			<description>	I watch Tyler and Mariah talk about their experiences on the plane.	&quot;-I found him in the bathroom and he had to-&quot; I direct my attention to Steven. He has started to freak out again. I caress his head.	&quot;You're okay. You're safe.&quot; I tell him. I'm not sure if it's true.	&quot;Tyler! Where... where's Tyler?..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Thirteen: Mariah</title>
			<description>	I hesitate, then get up when I see Diane turn green, having her sit down. I can walk, as long as in careful on my foot. I kneel down next to the guy, and I physically wince when I see his condition. I don't say anything for a moment, taking in the extent of his injuries, listening to the guy with d..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Twelve: Tyler</title>
			<description>	The air tastes foul. I see the mask I managed to find after helping the attendant. I gasp and rip it off my face. I notice the blood on its cracked surface and throw it forward. I look around the room and see the others. They could be&amp;nbsp;unconscious or dead.	I try to get up then remember my seatb..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Eleven: Steven</title>
			<description>	When I finally come to, I groan in pain, my head throbbing and my back aching and everything hurting. The incessant knocking didn't help anything either. 	&quot;Steven! Steven, are you alright?&quot; I heard Tyler's voice through the door, followed by some more knocking. &quot;Steven, please, open the door! Tell ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Ten: Diane</title>
			<description>Maybe you're in Heaven.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1369139/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Nine: Mariah</title>
			<description>	I awake with a groan of pain, my everything hurting. The oxygen mask I had on was shattered, pieces of it lying everywhere around me. I try to breathe, but something's clogging my nose, making it hard. I look down and notice a little bit of blood on the tip of my nose. When I see the cuts and bruis..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Seven: Steven</title>
			<description>	I shift my position, not really wanting to get up, but it&amp;rsquo;s inevitable. I close my magazine with an inward sigh and set it in my seat, getting up.&amp;nbsp;	&amp;ldquo;I gotta whiz, be right back.&amp;rdquo; I said, heading towards the first class bathrooms.&amp;nbsp;	I closed the doors behind me and pulled ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1369135/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Eight: Tyler</title>
			<description>We'll crash into the sea.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1368912/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Five: Mariah</title>
			<description>	I sigh softly, then snap awake when there is a sudden jolt in the plane. Aw, come on, kid, right when I was just finally getting some peace and sleep? I don&amp;rsquo;t know how much more of this I can take... 	Suddenly, the plane dipped, and everybody started screaming when the oxygen masks popped out..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Six: Diane</title>
			<description>You won't have to say goodbye this time mom.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1368578/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Four: Tyler</title>
			<description>I should fly more often.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1368486/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Three: Steven</title>
			<description>I was never one to take flying easily,</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1368478/</link>
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			<title>Details</title>
			<description>A collection of everything we have so far, just to make sure the information is all correct... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1368335/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Two: Diane</title>
			<description>I'll be back in a week or so.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1368330/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One: Mariah</title>
			<description>I'm going to miss this place...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1368328/</link>
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			<title>Stranded</title>
			<description>After surviving the plane crash, Mariah, Diane, and the twins Steven and Tyler, four people from different classes, must learn to work together if they want to survive.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1367975/</link>
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			<title>My Poem</title>
			<description>This is a short little poem I made a while ago. It rhymes, it is short. I was bored. Enjoy!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1355183/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Stuck between water and a high place.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1354732/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>After Icegirl is done in her room. She and Robin go out to the beach to join the others.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1337186/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>	I'm surfing the internet on the Mount Justice main computer. The beach can wait. I come up to news from Central City. 'Hmm, Flash saves the City Again.' I start looking for more information on the subject when someone walks up behind me. I can tell who it is.	&quot;Hey Abigail! We're all on the beach. A..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1336860/</link>
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			<title>April Fools Day: A Young Justice Story</title>
			<description>The young justice team are having a day at the beach on April First. Pranks are common in this group. Icegirl is asked to join them.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WriterKnight/1336831/</link>
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