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			<title>Transformed Chapter Fifteen The End</title>
			<description>They&amp;nbsp;were&amp;nbsp;released&amp;nbsp;from&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;hospital&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;next&amp;nbsp;day.&amp;nbsp;They&amp;nbsp;celebrated&amp;nbsp;their&amp;nbsp;escape&amp;nbsp;from&amp;nbsp;hospital&amp;nbsp;food&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;Italian&amp;nbsp;then&amp;nbsp;took&amp;nbsp;Donny&amp;nbsp;back&amp;nbsp;home.&amp;nbsp;Everyone&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;house,&amp;nbsp;eve..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1566392/</link>
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			<title>Transformed Chapter Fourteen</title>
			<description>Larissa&amp;nbsp;took&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;deep,&amp;nbsp;calming&amp;nbsp;breath&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;opened&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;eyes.&amp;nbsp;Her&amp;nbsp;reflection&amp;nbsp;stared&amp;nbsp;back&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;looking&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;lot&amp;nbsp;more&amp;nbsp;confident&amp;nbsp;than&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;felt.&amp;nbsp;Olivia&amp;nbsp;had&amp;nbsp;done&amp;nbsp;an&amp;nbsp;amazin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1533635/</link>
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			<title>Transformed Chapter Thirteen</title>
			<description>Larissa&amp;nbsp;had&amp;nbsp;three&amp;nbsp;more&amp;nbsp;nightmares&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;night.&amp;nbsp;The&amp;nbsp;worst&amp;nbsp;one&amp;nbsp;had&amp;nbsp;been&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;walking&amp;nbsp;into&amp;nbsp;Tyko&amp;rsquo;s&amp;nbsp;chopped&amp;nbsp;up&amp;nbsp;body&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;floor&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;hospital&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;Doctor&amp;nbsp;Evil&amp;nbsp;s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1533596/</link>
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			<title>Transformed Chapter Twelve</title>
			<description>Larissa&amp;nbsp;woke&amp;nbsp;up&amp;nbsp;cold&amp;nbsp;accompanied&amp;nbsp;by&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;pounding&amp;nbsp;headache.&amp;nbsp;Tyko&amp;nbsp;wasn&amp;rsquo;t&amp;nbsp;laying&amp;nbsp;beside&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;had&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;bad&amp;nbsp;feeling&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;pit&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;stomach.&amp;nbsp;She&amp;nbsp;got&amp;nbsp;up&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1533565/</link>
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			<title>Transformed Chapter Eleven</title>
			<description>Larissa&amp;nbsp;woke&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;sound&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;had&amp;nbsp;been&amp;nbsp;missing&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;last&amp;nbsp;couple&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;mornings.&amp;nbsp;Tyko&amp;rsquo;s&amp;nbsp;voice.&amp;nbsp;As&amp;nbsp;wonderful&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;his&amp;nbsp;voice&amp;nbsp;was,&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;muffled&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;by&amp;nbsp;holding&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;pillow..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1533550/</link>
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			<title>Transformed Chapter Ten</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re&amp;nbsp;awfully&amp;nbsp;happy&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;morning,&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Sheena&amp;nbsp;said,&amp;nbsp;apparently&amp;nbsp;eyeballing&amp;nbsp;Larissa&amp;nbsp;behind&amp;nbsp;thick&amp;nbsp;sunglasses.&amp;ldquo;You&amp;rsquo;re&amp;nbsp;awfully&amp;nbsp;hung&amp;nbsp;over&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;morning,&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Larissa&amp;nbsp;retorted,&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1533516/</link>
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			<title>Transformed Chapter Nine</title>
			<description>Days&amp;nbsp;passed&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;Deidre&amp;nbsp;remained&amp;nbsp;absent.&amp;nbsp;Everyone&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;house&amp;nbsp;took&amp;nbsp;that&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;good&amp;nbsp;sign.&amp;nbsp;Larissa&amp;nbsp;grew&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;little&amp;nbsp;less&amp;nbsp;scared&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;each&amp;nbsp;passing&amp;nbsp;day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;What&amp;nbsp;about&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1533488/</link>
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			<title>Torn</title>
			<description>I'm not really sure what to classify this as... I guess it's more of a free form poem? Doesn't really have a scheme. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1514650/</link>
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			<title>Transformed Chapter Eight</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;I&amp;nbsp;dunno,&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Larissa&amp;nbsp;hesitated.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;nbsp;have&amp;nbsp;no&amp;nbsp;idea&amp;nbsp;when&amp;nbsp;I&amp;rsquo;d&amp;nbsp;ever&amp;nbsp;even&amp;nbsp;wear&amp;nbsp;this.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;She&amp;nbsp;opened&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;dressing&amp;nbsp;room&amp;nbsp;door,&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;Olivia&amp;rsquo;s&amp;nbsp;jaw&amp;nbsp;dropped.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1503208/</link>
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			<title>Transformed Chapter Seven</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Good&amp;nbsp;morning,&amp;nbsp;sleeping&amp;nbsp;beauty,&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Tyko&amp;nbsp;said&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;he&amp;nbsp;entered&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;room.&amp;nbsp;Larissa&amp;nbsp;grunted&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;response,&amp;nbsp;shooting&amp;nbsp;him&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;glare.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Are&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;permanent&amp;nbsp;alarm&amp;nbsp;clock?&amp;rdquo;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1503196/</link>
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			<title>Transformed Chapter Six</title>
			<description>Larissa&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;know&amp;nbsp;how&amp;nbsp;long&amp;nbsp;she'd&amp;nbsp;slept&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;when&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;awakened,&amp;nbsp;Tyko&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;just&amp;nbsp;walking&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;more&amp;nbsp;food&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;medicine&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;his&amp;nbsp;hands.&amp;nbsp;	&quot;How&amp;nbsp;are&amp;nbsp;you&amp;nbsp;feeling&amp;nbsp;Mange?&quot;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1503185/</link>
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			<title>Transformed Chapter Five</title>
			<description>She&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;want&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;move&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;open&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;eyes.&amp;nbsp;Didn't&amp;nbsp;want&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;ruin&amp;nbsp;this&amp;nbsp;bliss.&amp;nbsp;This&amp;nbsp;comfort.&amp;nbsp;If&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;dream,&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;want&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;destroy&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;with&amp;nbsp;cruel&amp;nbsp;re..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1477424/</link>
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			<title>Transformed Chapter Four</title>
			<description>Lungs&amp;nbsp;burning,&amp;nbsp;muscles&amp;nbsp;on&amp;nbsp;fire.&amp;nbsp;Something&amp;nbsp;grabbed&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;leg,&amp;nbsp;ripped&amp;nbsp;through&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;jeans&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;tore&amp;nbsp;through&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;flesh.&amp;nbsp;She&amp;nbsp;screamed&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;agony,&amp;nbsp;falling&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;ground.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;She&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1477327/</link>
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			<title>Transformed Chapter Three</title>
			<description>Glowing&amp;nbsp;yellow&amp;nbsp;eyes.&amp;nbsp;Ferocious&amp;nbsp;growls.&amp;nbsp;The&amp;nbsp;taste&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;blood.&amp;nbsp;She&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;running,&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;fast&amp;nbsp;as&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;could,&amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Larissa's&amp;nbsp;sleep&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;cut&amp;nbsp;short.&amp;nbsp;She&amp;nbsp;sat&amp;nbsp;up&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1476551/</link>
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			<title>Transformed Chapter Two</title>
			<description>Images&amp;nbsp;burned&amp;nbsp;in&amp;nbsp;Larissa's&amp;nbsp;mind;&amp;nbsp;some&amp;nbsp;bright,&amp;nbsp;others&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;blurry,&amp;nbsp;dim&amp;nbsp;mess.&amp;nbsp;She&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;tell&amp;nbsp;if&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;dream,&amp;nbsp;or&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;own&amp;nbsp;thoughts.&amp;nbsp;A&amp;nbsp;heavy&amp;nbsp;mist&amp;nbsp;still&amp;nbsp;clung&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1476542/</link>
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			<title>Transformed Chapter One </title>
			<description>She&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;numb.&amp;nbsp;The&amp;nbsp;gaping&amp;nbsp;wounds&amp;nbsp;didn&amp;rsquo;t&amp;nbsp;throb.&amp;nbsp;The&amp;nbsp;antiseptic&amp;nbsp;didn&amp;rsquo;t&amp;nbsp;sting.&amp;nbsp;She&amp;nbsp;thinks&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;nurse&amp;nbsp;said&amp;nbsp;something&amp;nbsp;about&amp;nbsp;stitches,&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;her&amp;nbsp;ears&amp;nbsp;feel&amp;nbsp;like&amp;nbsp;they&amp;rsquo;r..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1476478/</link>
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			<title>Transformed</title>
			<description>Larissa's world is turned upside down overnight, a night she can't even remember. But amnesia isn't her only problem when she wakes up and discovers what she really is.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TabiLawl/1476475/</link>
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