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			<title>The room of souls</title>
			<description>it was a cold night no sound in the air only the echos of screaming from a far distance ,suddenely &amp;nbsp;as i moved towards the small broken window in my bedroom were a creepy&amp;nbsp;old oak tree was situated out side &amp;nbsp;i could here the screams getting louder and closer but only if this was a fear..</description>
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			<title>home</title>
			<description>swiftly she ran,the branches tearing at her clothes, on and on. fire burning her lungs as her breathe came in short gasps she could see the house ahead of her.dark and derelict but a place of safety.she could here the footsteps behind her closer,closer and then silence.terror seized her, sweat poure..</description>
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			<title>the unknown </title>
			<description>I stood there in shock I could smell the stench of rotting corpses,as he swiftly moved down the cobbled pathway he was here, it was time... hispiercing eyes burned &amp;nbsp;through me like thefires of hell &amp;nbsp;searching my soul fillingme with , something dark malicious even. My heart poun..</description>
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