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		<description>The original writings of author Melody-Rose;</description>
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			<title>Chapter VIII</title>
			<description>Okay, so I haven't written this in a couple years, but I've recently come back on here and have decided to continue with this book. I haven't written anything since this so, lets hope its good.</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>What has my life become? I wondered, lying in my bed, tryinghelplessly to break the pattern of sleep deprivation. My hands scraped againstmy rough, unshaven face. As I pulled them back, I realised that, once again, mybody was drenched in sweat. I rubbed my eyes, trying to relieve the heaviness..</description>
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			<title>Rock Bottom</title>
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			<title>Chapter VII</title>
			<description>Sydney&amp;nbsp;A man walked into the room. Demon. I could smell him from miles away, pure evil. He grabbed me by the back of my head, pulling my hair.'What do you want?' I yelled.'I just want your friend, Jayce.''Then why didn't you take him?' I spat.'Because, I want him to suffer fir..</description>
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			<title>Chapter VI</title>
			<description>We find out what happened to Jayce and Aurelia's parents. This chapter is very violent, so if you don't like gory stuff, I suggest you don't read it.</description>
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			<title>Chapter V</title>
			<description>I awoke early that morning. I turned over to see if Sydney was awake. She wasn't in her bed, so she was probably in the shower, or downstairs eating breakfast with other Guardians. I laid in bed for&amp;nbsp;a few minutes before finally getting up, and getting dressed.&amp;nbsp; I put on a black t shirt a..</description>
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			<title>Chapter IV</title>
			<description>We started walking to Perth early the next morning. We packed enough clothes and food to last us two days, which gives us plenty of time to get through at least two towns.'So, when are we stopping?' Sydney asked. We had been walking for about half an hour.'I'm not sure. It depends what time we g..</description>
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			<title>Chapter III</title>
			<description>By the time Sydney had got back from the shop, it was late.'Jesus Sydney, where have you been?' I said, walking into the front room. I stopped when I saw her. There was a gash on her face and her clothes were torn.'What happened?' I asked as she fell onto the couch.'D-Demons.' She stuttered...</description>
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			<title>Chapter II</title>
			<description>We arrived at what looked like a forest. 'Come on, this way.' Sydney motioned towards a hidden trail.I followed her down the dark, damp path. We reached a small house, slightly bigger than the shack I lived in with Aurelia. I missed her already. I felt so lost without her. I know what she's do..</description>
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			<title>Chapter I</title>
			<description>Two Months Later.&amp;nbsp;I stared at the deserted street. Newspaper and litter danced in the wind. The sky was a dark grey colour, as were the clouds. Rain had started to pour, but I didn't seek shelter. Instead I walked along the boulevard, which was quite placid despite the heavy rain and boomin..</description>
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			<title>Prologue </title>
			<description>I looked down at my blood-stained hands as I&amp;nbsp;became conscious of&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;the damage I had just done.&amp;nbsp; I looked up to the bodies strewn across the wide field. What had come over me? I heard footsteps behind me, but I did not turn around.'Jayce!' A girl's voice yelled my name, yet I s..</description>
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			<title>Malice</title>
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			<title>Ch 1. 1995</title>
			<description>I&amp;nbsp;wrapped my palm around the&amp;nbsp;cold door handle and tried to turn it, but it wouldn't budge. 'Okay, the door handle won't move, let's go.' I said, quietly.'No, Audrey, we're going in. I need to find out what happened to my sister.' Mason replied, just as quiet. 'So, get the cops. They ..</description>
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