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			<title>Chapter 1: Memory's Past</title>
			<description>                My eyes welcomed in a bright drop of sunlight coming through the open window, which also let in a warm summer breeze, grazing my arms.&amp;nbsp;    My eyes locked on a tall figure in the small doorway in front of my bedside, I quickly sat up in shock as I saw my father standing in his ..</description>
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			<title>Blood Shed</title>
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			<title>Chapter 4: Take A Sip</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I looked through my abundance of clothing in my closet and now also on the floor of my room, searching for anything to wear to the bar tonight.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I grabbed a black dress that showed off the only thing I was confident on, my b***s, they were a 34C so I guess I could say I was a..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3: Intimidation</title>
			<description>   As Cam and I walked into the large building, we were met with a beautiful young woman, with black hair and green eyes.  In a way I was jealous and self conscious of my own appearance as I was more average compared to most people.  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;How can I help you dear?&quot;, she asked sweetly, almo..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Take it or leave it</title>
			<description>   I awoke to many annoying pushes from Cam, and the blinding light from my window wasn't any more pleasant.   &quot;Cam? Ugh, what time is it?&quot;, I said sleepy but pissed with one eye shut shielding myself from being blinded.    &quot;About...&quot;, longing out her word, she cocked her neck to the side to see..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Graduate Then Talk</title>
			<description>   &quot;Take a deep breath, just relax, you can do this&quot;, I whispered to myself as quiet as possible, drawing a few questionable looks from the surrounding graduates.  Graduation, s**t... What was so scary yet exciting about it, some people were crying, laughing, and some were just wanting to get the ..</description>
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			<title>Attorney based</title>
			<description>Avalon Young is a new graduate joining the journalism program at Mason.inc, giving her the dream job of any writer.   

   Her boss may just have more interest in her then she may believe.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isabellaborg/1881994/</link>
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			<title>Gods Test</title>
			<description>How can you smile when you've hurt from a mile.Why are you crying when you always have smiled.Dont be shy when ive known you as a child.The demons inside hold your heart and your smiles.You can destroy them if you let me help you.Im not the strongest nor am I the best, but I cant help you pass&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<title>Full Of It</title>
			<description>Wicked has not no name, it doesn't even make a stain.It cannot even touch your heart, it will not ever vow our start.Darkness spreads around in pain, yet wicked still just stays in vane.Pain is what brings truth to heart, heart is what shows light to dark.The wicked witch has here wicked ways, yet s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/isabellaborg/1359023/</link>
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			<title>Dark souls</title>
			<description>Nicole is a normal teenage girl going on a road trip with her family, but what if one side stop by a run down home exposes a well known threat to her mother, and what if she had a power beyond compare</description>
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			<title>afrade to fall</title>
			<description>Duskens are sworn to protect everything, but what if one girl falls far from the path that she was born to fill, and she meets a hot vampire that she can't even touch, also all her life could be a lie</description>
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