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		<title>Yue Ryder | WritersCafe.org</title>
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			<title>Chapter four</title>
			<description>Walkingdown the empty hallway felt odd I just found out about Edward and Alphonse, Icould not seem to shake the thought out of my mind. What made themdecide to attempt something so dangerous?I thought to myself, Hughes seemed to have noticed my concerned expression andstopped. &amp;ldquo;L..</description>
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			<title>Chapter three</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Today was turning out to be great, I met anew friend who for some reason like has to wear armored suits, my best friendwas going to work with me and my boss was so nice to me. I did not think that afirst day on the job would turn out this good. &amp;ldquo;You will be working under thecomm..</description>
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			<title>chapter two</title>
			<description>It felt odd I was all alone and I could hear a voice calling for me, I didn't know who&amp;rsquo;s voice it was nore did I see the person. I walked towards the voice in search for who was looking for me but found no one. It felt like a dream but then again I started to hear the screaming voices. No...No..</description>
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			<title>chapter one</title>
			<description>I had a strange feeling about myself, I was always different from others, but I never understood why. I know that everyone is different, but I felt that I was more than that. I just couldn't put my figure on it....what's wrong with me? Why am I thinking these thoughts? For whatever reason, I didn't ..</description>
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			<title>A teenagers life</title>
			<description>&quot;Wherever my story takes me, however dark and difficult the theme, there is always some hope and faith, I know I will find way through the struggle&quot; -yue ryder</description>
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