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			<title>One</title>
			<description>		I groaned and rubbed my head. My throbbing head. My eyes fluttered open. The first thing that came to my mind was,&quot;What happened?&quot;&amp;nbsp;I quickly got off my stomach and got on my knees. I looked around. Nothing. Nothing but blackness. Complete and utter blackness.&quot;Hello?&quot; I cried out,&quot;Is anyone th..</description>
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			<title>Creeps</title>
			<description>&quot;He was right. I could escape.I could get home! I'd see Damian-Jake Cassidy Mia, Toby everyone!Id get away from this crazy fair and this maniacs maze. As I walked toward the exit something grabbed me&quot;</description>
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			<title>Creeps</title>
			<description>&quot;He was right. I could make it out of here. No more scares, or monsters of any type. I'd be home. I'd get away from the insane fair and this maze. As I walked toward the exit something grabbed me.&quot;</description>
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