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			<title>Chap. 1</title>
			<description>	Nikoan Jr. was not part of this world. In fact, he lived in a land that's not visible to the human eye, yet surrounds us. He had ears like those of an elf, and a flower on his cheek. This flower was his tribe's symbol. Everyone in his tribe, the Calla, had it. He also had fangs on top and bottom, a..</description>
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			<title>Guardians II</title>
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			<title>We Can Be Different</title>
			<description>Not everything is how it seemsOr what it used to bePeople lieThings changeAnd the world moves onNo matter what happensYet some of us don't realizeThat we aren't like youSome of us are better offBut the remainder have itWorseThey are trying to figure outWhat to doWhat to sayHow to actAround people wh..</description>
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			<title>A Closed Door</title>
			<description>Dedicated to Hunter</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>	lets start in fifth grade. my teacher sucked. bullying started. and life started sucking. but i somehow survived fifth grade. my teacher, not using names, but she was fresh out of college. you know who you are. if one person talked, and think about it, its fifth graders, theyre going to talk. but s..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>	so im sitting in class with nothing to do. im listening to everyone, but at the same time, im kinda ignoring them. why, you might ask? well, life sucks. but, you either gotta love it, like it, tolerate it, or hate it. im between tolerating and hating. so for now, im just passing through days as tho..</description>
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			<title>Life Sucks, Deal With It</title>
			<description>I'm not really sure what this will be about. Well obviously life, but apart from that, I'm not sure. Let's see if this gets anywhere.</description>
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			<title>Us...</title>
			<description>It's been a month alreadyAlthough it feels likeJust yesterdayBut at the same timeIt feels like foreverHe doesn't know how muchIt hurtsTo have him in my classBut it's also a good thingBecause I get to see himAnd even though he doesn't talkOr sometimes doesn't even lookIt's still nice to see him there..</description>
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			<title>Why?</title>
			<description>Why?Why are we alive?I don't want to be hereI tell everyoneI want to go homeAnd dieBut everyone thinksI'm jokingBut I'm notAnd one of these daysI'm going to go homeAnd I'm going to do itBecause I'm not sureHow much moreI can take</description>
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			<title>When You're Young</title>
			<description>When you're youngEveryone gets alongEverything is perfectAnd you're happyBut not for too longBecause when you areBecoming a teenagerEveryone fights andNothing is perfect andYou're not happy andYou find ways to copeLike cuttingOr burningOr starvingOr cryingOr purgingOr going all the way andDying beca..</description>
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			<title>We Once Shared</title>
			<description>As I sit aloneTears streamingHeart achingLonging for his armAround meNot as a friendBut what there once wasAnd no longer isAs I sit aloneBeing &quot;strong&quot;Holding onWishing for the love&amp;nbsp;We once sharedAs we huggedAnd cuddled and playedAs not two, but just oneAs I sit aloneLife continuesLeaving me be..</description>
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			<title>I'm Scared</title>
			<description>Frightened by lifeEvery day is on the lineAnd there's nothing I can doRight when I need toInstead of helping to&amp;nbsp;Stop the fear, life gets harderCommanding my every wordOr action until I can't anymoreNeeding to get away but unable&amp;nbsp;To move or run or anythingRaging inside is the fear attacking..</description>
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			<title>That Night</title>
			<description>I remember it vividlyEvery momentWe were laughing and talkingThen suddenly it changedIt's all my faultAlthough he won't say itHe was scared toBut I know it was meI had warned him before&quot;Don't get too close&quot;&quot;I'll scare you away&quot;But he didn't listenAnd ever so slowly&amp;nbsp;I pushed him awayAnd it was o..</description>
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			<title>Seasons</title>
			<description>SpringFlowers appearAnimals are bornLife is awakenBut my long sleevesAnd pants have toDisappear, to they'll&amp;nbsp;Appear...SummerBikinis and tank topsRevealing my scarsShowing the world&amp;nbsp;The proof of my&amp;nbsp;Battle but slowly the&amp;nbsp;Scars disappear on my&amp;nbsp;Skin for now...FallWearing jeans no..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thisisbatman/1540745/</link>
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			<title>They Think...</title>
			<description>They think I'm fineBut I'm on the vergePlease help me, save meCan't stop the urgeThey think I'm okayBut that's not the caseI'm dying inside and&amp;nbsp;I feel my blood raceThey think I'm happyBut it's not trueI'm feeling so hopelessThere is nothing to doThey don't really knowBut that is good for meI hi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thisisbatman/1536108/</link>
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			<title>Before It's Too Late</title>
			<description>Now the time has come toUnfeel things you've felt andMake yourself numbBefore it's too late.I'm warning you. If youNever want to be full of&amp;nbsp;Sadness, make yourself numb asI have done. You will onlyDie inside and finally be likeEveryone else.</description>
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			<title>Nothing More</title>
			<description>At SchoolI Sit AloneMute And MotionlessIn The CornerWishing ForCompanyAt HomeI Cry AloneDepressed And By MyselfOn My BedWishing For&amp;nbsp;Someone's LoveOutsideI Am AloneIsolated And AwayNear The TrainWishing ForNothing More</description>
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			<title>Going Up</title>
			<description>One, Two, Three, Four,Time To Crawl Across The Floor.Five, Six, Seven, Eight,Walking Now, Need A Gate.Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve,Gotta Go, There's The Bell.Twelve, Eleven, Ten, Nine,I Got To Be The Leader In Line.Eight, Seven, Six, Five,Middle School, I Have To Survive.Four, Three, Two, One,&amp;nbsp;Hig..</description>
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			<title>Dangerous Yet Beautiful</title>
			<description>Demons are comingAnd they're after me.Nobody can save me soGo, leave me behind.Everything hurts and I try toRun but they grab me and drag meOut of here to way downUnder. But nobody misses meSo they keep me in hell.Young and so much life ahead. NeverEver seeing the outside worldThat everyone sees as&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thisisbatman/1530851/</link>
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			<title>This Is Me...</title>
			<description>Okay, first I attend a catholic school where this isn't quite accepted by most. This is probably the exact story of my life, wherever I go.</description>
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			<title>The Monster</title>
			<description>	When Lil Quinn looks like she&amp;rsquo;s about to pass out, Ipick her up and carry her to the car. &amp;ldquo;Did you have fun, kid?&amp;rdquo; I ask. Shegiggles and nods her head. &amp;ldquo;Good. That&amp;rsquo;s what I want to hear.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Except..</description>
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			<title>Designation Day</title>
			<description>Ding Dong!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Bethere in a second!&amp;rdquo; I yell to the person standing at the door, though I knowthey can&amp;rsquo;t hear me. Ding Dong Ding DongDing Dong!!! &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m coming!!&amp;rdquo; I run down the stairs and straight to the..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Okay, before I start, let&amp;rsquo;s get one thing straight. Iam not a werewolf; I am a Guardian. Guardians protect the children of theworld, and fight off any harm done to them, such as nightmares, monsters underthe bed, etc. We make sure they are safe, and out of harm&amp;rsquo;s way. My name isK..</description>
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			<title>The Guardians</title>
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			<title>When I Said I Love You</title>
			<description>I wrote this for my boyfriend. I want to give it to him, but I don't know if I should...</description>
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			<title>Alone By Myself</title>
			<description>Upstairs in my roomI hear them laughAs music&amp;nbsp;fills my earsAnd tears fill my eyesThey're happy withoutMe...I start to isolate from themStaying&amp;nbsp;in my room a lotJust to avoid the pain they causeBut they don't&amp;nbsp;seem to notice&amp;nbsp;That I'm slowly&amp;nbsp;fadingAway...I stop talking&amp;nbsp;so mu..</description>
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			<title>Make It Stop</title>
			<description>ScreamingYellingAll DayEvery DayGo Away!You Never Learn!Then Threats And InsultsOne After The OtherLike Gun ShotsWe Need To Put Her&amp;nbsp;SomewhereOr Standing And ThreateningSome Physical PainHaven't They Hurt MeEnough?I Cry And Beg&amp;nbsp;For It All To StopBut It Goes OnUntil I Finally RunAnd Cry Myse..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/thisisbatman/1525068/</link>
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			<title>To Fall In Love</title>
			<description>Our love story</description>
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