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			<title>Where Did I Go Wrong?</title>
			<description>What was happening? For some horrible reason, everyone I know and care so deeply have turned their backs on me. What I have done to deserve this? My parent wouldn't look me in the eye. My best friend, Valeria wouldn't speak one word to me. My boyfriend, Juan- he broke up with me for my nemesis, Prin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeslieLoo/1607142/</link>
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			<title>The Audition</title>
			<description>&quot;So, you agreed to go to that audition tomorrow?&quot; my best friend, Autumn asked through the phone. Autumn and I have been best friends since preschool. We were both known as the most intelligent kids in school.&amp;nbsp;&quot;Yep,&quot; I sighed, running my fingers through my hair. &quot;Am I an idiot for doing that?&quot;&quot;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeslieLoo/1603490/</link>
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			<title>What Have I Gotten Myself Into?</title>
			<description>Ever since I was a young girl, I've always fantasized of becoming a professional hip-hop and ballet dancer. I've always dreampt of becoming noticed by someone. But, that voice inside my head would always discourage me, telling me that my dreams would never come true. I try to shake the awful thought..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeslieLoo/1600811/</link>
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			<title>The Butterfly</title>
			<description>Hi, guys! This is a story for a contest and this story is in a butterfly's point of view. Please don't hesitate to give some helpful feedback! Enjoy! :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeslieLoo/1594378/</link>
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			<title>One More Time</title>
			<description>This is an inspirational story about a young woman named Maya Moore who used to want to be a dancer, but gave up because she has been rejected by several auditions. Now, she works at a restaurant. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeslieLoo/1588108/</link>
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			<title>One More Time</title>
			<description>This is an inspirational story about a young woman named Maya Moore who used to want to be a dancer, but gave up because she has been rejected by several auditions. Now, she works at a restaurant. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeslieLoo/1588103/</link>
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			<title>The House</title>
			<description>This is a contest entry for the contest &quot;Prompts&quot;. It's about a timid teenage girl named Gabrielle who had to deliver pizza to a mysterious-looking house.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeslieLoo/1568428/</link>
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			<title>Racism Ain't Cool</title>
			<description>In this monologue, a fifteen-year-old African-American boy named Devin Woodrow shares why racism should be put to an end.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeslieLoo/1551242/</link>
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			<title>Prompt 8-Unknown Number</title>
			<description>This is a contest entry about a Southern woman named Amanda Watts who has been getting text messages from a mysterious person and while she has, strange things began to happen around her. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LeslieLoo/1536368/</link>
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