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			<title>The Ghost of Emily Rhodes.</title>
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			<title>Person of the Past.</title>
			<description>I look back on my time in New York Three years I&amp;rsquo;ve been here and it&amp;rsquo;s going up to four But my memories are usually accompanied by certain peopleI&amp;rsquo;d be lying if I said one person showed up more than anyI&amp;rsquo;ll never regret a thing of course I&amp;rsquo;ll always ..</description>
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			<title>Bubonic Plague </title>
			<description>Plague has become one of the mostdestructive things history has ever seen and in the time of the ByzantineEmpire this fact becomes no different. The bubonic plague appeared in Pelusiumin the 540th year of the Common Era and became very lethal to thevictims (Rosen, pg 10). The plague was ..</description>
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			<description>The Collector Name: His real name isn't important to everyone he is just simply The Collector. Age: 24 born on April 6th. Race: Human a messed up one but a human none the less.Ethnicity: Caucasian. Role: The sociopath The CollectorOrientation: Does it really matter...(Not be rude just so you know ha..</description>
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			<title>SANTUM HXSZJHX</title>
			<description>On December 21st, 2012 aship crashed to earth holding the first extra-terrestrial life that the publichas actually seen.&amp;nbsp; They call themselvesthe Kasium said they came in peace but once we let our guard down they startedto take over. It started with the world wide curfew, and then t..</description>
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			<description>http://www.pbs.org/newshour/rundown/2012/08/education-olympics-how-does-the-us-rank-1.htmlEducation DeclineSpecific Purpose: By the end of my speech I want people to understand the situations that education decline in the United States has caused. Thesis Statement: Educational decline within t..</description>
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			<title>Some Color To Reality </title>
			<description>Why I wrote this I probably could not tell you completely but it just came into my mind </description>
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			<title>Outline</title>
			<description>Speech of TributeOutlineSpecific Point: At the end of my speech the audience willhonor Kim Hollifields efforts to not only make a difference in my life but inthe community she lives in and the world around her. Thesis Statement: My mother Kim Hollifield affected me inmany ways th..</description>
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			<title>Sociology Essay</title>
			<description>Essay There is a lot to know when it comesto political and economic systems that many people really don&amp;rsquo;t know aboutwithin the world today. These systems can include many things that deal with usand our everyday life. Such as knowing the differences between authority andcoercio..</description>
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			<title>Chasing Photographs</title>
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			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The screen displays the message again, the words spread acrossed so you dont miss it. &quot;Please Help Me.&quot; I stand in the hallways looking at the rooms trying to find the correct place. Each step echoes through the halls annoucing to anyone who is listening that they have a visitor. ..</description>
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			<title>Psychology </title>
			<description>Correlational vs. Experimental</description>
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			<title>Waiting </title>
			<description>Monsters are very dangerous creatures especially the ones under a childs bed</description>
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			<title>The New, Better Me</title>
			<description>The more you break me down The farther I will rise I can say im fine But you can see the truth inside I know that I am broken But faking what I do Look away and pretend that I don't care Feel myself fall deeper into despair Don't need your pity Ill make it on my own Rise up beyond the glow Above the..</description>
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			<title>Talking To Myself </title>
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			<title>Little Sister</title>
			<description>I want to tell you little sister To never be afraid To take the world with head held high Let your enemies know you don't fear them Show them you are brave The bullies will question to even look at you But the world is mean little sister Its full of rotten people But if your lucky You'll find your f..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>I had never been to a hospital let alone wake up in one till that day; my eyesight was blurry when I first woke up. I panicked for a second thinking something was wrong with my eyesight then realized my glasses were gone. I look over to the table next to me and picked them up, I tried to sit up but ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Ethan has started running away, but his first night isnt exactly how he wanted it to be </description>
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			<title>Prologue </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Being that my life is filled by disappointment that my parents caused, I would say that my eighteenth birthday was the worst. I prayed they wouldn't forget, can you believe it, me, praying. Sadly I was and they weren't answered just like every other prayer Ive said my entire life...</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5: Kasium </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ghost walks through the silent hallways, the sun is just rising while he heads down to the hospital. The generators haven't turned on yet, Ghost shines the flashlight on signs to find his way around. He hasn't been down to the hospital that many times with out being admitted into ..</description>
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			<title>What I Found Was Hope</title>
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			<title>Chapter 4: Birth Certificate </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sanctum sounds silent, like every other night and most nights Ghost would fall asleep but his mind is cluttered with questions thoughts. They fight his need for sleep and at the moment are winning, sitting up Ghost swings his feet over the edge of the bed until they connect with t..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3: Hospital Room</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Walking down the hall with Emily holding Nolan's hand now, people look out the window of their room to see the new arrival. Emily squeezes Nolan's hand a bit tighter to try a keep her nerves down. Sarra works with her devises in her glove while walking down the hall. Little kids f..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Madison </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ghost looks over at Emily who sense getting on to the carrier seems to be in deep sleep, he smiles then looks back down at the floor while rubbing the back of his neck. &quot;Why?&quot; Willow says as the question seems to bring the attention of the other members as well. &quot;We didn't even te..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Little Girl </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The team inspect their gear as the elevator goes up and up until it reaches&amp;nbsp; floor thirteen, everything seems fine and to be honest not much equipment is needed to talk to a little girl. Five, the floors seem to go by every five minutes, six, the lights start to flicker the b..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 13: Home</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The cars engine comes to halt as I step on the brakes in front of the Crippen house, causing me to crack my head on the steering wheel with great force. Going back in the seat I put my hand against my bandages&amp;nbsp; where the wheel had connected with. Bringing my hand back I find ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 12: Run, run</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My head is pounding as my eyes flicker open and the bright sunlight comes into my eye blinding me. As my eyes adjust to the brightness I sit up on the edge of the bed and look to see that a glass of water is sitting on the nightstand. Why cant I remember what happened last night. ..</description>
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			<title>Poem by New Girl </title>
			<description>Poem in Not Far From You</description>
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			<title>Chapter 11: Burning House </title>
			<description>I run through the woods leafs hitting my face, the sun was just peaking out but the darkness still persist. Stopping, suddenly the realization of what I just left back there was the last person I had in my life. My eyes widen as Rose is waiting for me to move once again, but I turn and run back thro..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 10: New Girl </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My eyes flickered open for a moment or two before staying open completely, Looking over at the other side of the bed, Rose wasn't asleep yet. She looks and smiles before turning completely to me and stares. &quot;Well, good thing your awake because I cant sleep.&quot; Sitting up in bed caus..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 9: Music Box </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Rain tapping on the roof followed by thunder that echos outside, I start to pick at the paint that still was on the box. Rose searches the room for something to pry the door open.I look out the window as the lightning causes the window to become a faint mirror and reflect my face ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 8: How Are Babies Made?</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I close the door to my grandmothers room and let her do her knitting, my trembling fingers let go of the door knob. As I continue to shake I grasp my hands together to stop it, I look over at Rose who seems to be examining the house. I look back at the door, I can still hear the m..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 7: Grandmother</title>
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			<title>Chapter 6: Remember Good and Bad</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Grandmothers house was in the woods of the woods, she liked the thought of seclusion away from all the people of Charleston. As much as she liked it the towns people liked it even better but god forbid she ever figures that out. Everyone was nice to her even though she was always ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5: In The Woods</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There was nothing just complete darkness but I could feel myself looking into it like there was something there. There was something filling the darkness but it never shows and that's what frightens me the most. My eyes start to adjust as I open them to subtle moonlight on grave s..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4: Cemetary</title>
			<description>The sun shines brighter than I&amp;rsquo;ve seen in a long time, but the feeling of sadness doesn&amp;rsquo;t seem to faultier. I give Rose a hug and say to her I&amp;rsquo;ll probably need a place to stay tonight again. Though she gives me a strange look then says that I can stay as long as I like. &amp;nbsp;I wal..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3: Johnny </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My eyes wont shut, as much as I want to sleep the uneasy feeling that I've had for the longest time is preventing it. My body stays frozen in bed, my eyes wont leave the window looking out to the night. It's a little bit after midnight and the rain starts fall, the sounds of drop ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Walking Through The Halls</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Walking through the halls of the old Charleston inn that i used to play in felt eerie, the way you feel in the dark. It looks different in the Inn but nothing physical has changed, the walls are still same, the lobby is still the same. The feel when you walk in, it is..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: The Inn</title>
			<description>The car was shaky while it went up to the inn that was in the town, the dirt road wasn't very safe it seems. The car came to an abrupt stop as I went forward I stop myself by slamming my hand on the dashboard. I look over at the driver who looks unphased because I'm sure he's experienced it thousand..</description>
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			<title>Part One: Not Far From Home </title>
			<description>Early in the morning I woke up with such high hopes for them to only be taken down in the afternoon by a letter. It was eight pm and I was at a bar drinking the sadness away, the letter was from my parents telling me about the disappearance of my sister Susan. I didn't understand why they cared, our..</description>
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			<title>No To Censoring The Internet</title>
			<description>Can you hear it?The sound of the people yelling.&quot;PLEASE DON'T CENSOR THIS.&quot; I can hear them loud and clear Congress go and voteCause this is still democracyBut this is an atrocity And I can see the freedom die Of speech, its gone and all cause of the piracy I can see Google fall and Wikipedia is bla..</description>
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			<title>Not Far From You</title>
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			<title>creative writng brainstorm</title>
			<description>After waking up from a coma of a year 17 year Paul Binningcomes back to a terrible life. He finds out his parents have been murdered andwith his story out about his waking up on the news the murders are after him.He doesn&amp;rsquo;t understand, and with his physical therapy and his difficulty..</description>
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			<title>Play</title>
			<description>Act 1Narrator: The cavern that Ghost, Willow and Sara are sitting at is damp and unappealing but its somewhere to hide as they talk to their friend in the town of Haven. Ghost: So we ran, as far as we could so no one could find us, so we were hidden from the world.Friend: But why that&amp;rsquo;s ..</description>
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			<title>Teaching </title>
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			<title>Worked Cited </title>
			<description>Works Cited Ambrose, Stephen E. Undaunted Courage. New York: Simon &amp;amp; Schuster Paperbacks, n.d. Print.Blumberg, Rhoda. The Incredible Journey of Lewis and Clark . New York: Lothrop, Lee &amp;amp; Shepard Books, n.d. Print.The Expedition. Lincoln: University of Nebraska Press, n.d. Web. 7 Nov. 2..</description>
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			<title>Poetry Project </title>
			<description>NOT FINISHED</description>
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			<title>Final Exit</title>
			<description>Randy walks down the stairs stompingon each step but not intentionally. He looks over to his girlfriend trying on aHalloween costume that she&amp;rsquo;ll be wearing for the party tonight. He looks aroundthe room of the dimly lit apartment and heads to the refrigerator for a drink.As his gir..</description>
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			<title>How Did This Happen</title>
			<description>How did I become my worst enemy The person I would see months and months ago And loath Somehow I became that person I never saw it coming Now I want to change it But people always tell me That people never change So how then&amp;hellip;How can I change When you can hardly believe m..</description>
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			<title>The Girl with a Healing Violin</title>
			<description>The Girl with a Healing Violin I see the world in photograph Something different every time Not exactly the same vision That you and I designed But then I met this girl With a little violin Said she could heal the world By playing a song of peace &amp;nbsp;I never understood what s..</description>
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