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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>People die every day&amp;#2013266048;&quot;on average, about 105 to 108 people aminute. This translates to 153,000 deaths a day, 56 million a year, or 3.9billion over a 70-year lifespan. That&amp;rsquo;s why it&amp;rsquo;s so crucial to havewell-trained and highly skilled reapers. It keeps us in business, and ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; It was a scorchingAugust afternoon and I didn&amp;rsquo;t have a clue as to where I was going. I thought I hadfigured out this city like the back of my hand, however, this was in a place I hadrarely traveled. Sweat beaded on my forehead and tickled down my..</description>
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			<title>The Harvester</title>
			<description>Grim reaper Skylar falls for human girl April. As fate would have it, death has a funny way of showing lessons to even his most rebellious harvesters.</description>
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			<title>Chapter Six - May 4, 1789</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Isat in a chair for hours, In front of a mirror with a face reflecting someone Idid not wish to see. My hair had been tugged on and my face had been fussedwith. My wedding gown had been laid on my bed. It was crisp and had not touche..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Five - May 1, 1789</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Daysrushed by quickly until the night of Lennards and my wedding party becamereality. I had felt sick to my stomach that day. Throughout the morning, Mymother had bossed all of our servants around with stern strictness; She wasirri..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Four - April 28, 1789</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The marriage of my siblings approachedus faster than expected. They were both married at the same time,Something that was not common for us; Or anybody. It was a long anddrawn out process. We stayed at the church from eleven in the morningto until two in the afternoon. There were a lot..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Three - April 16, 1789</title>
			<description>	Themorning light came faster than expected. It felt as if I did not gainan single dose of sleep. My lungs, Along with my ribs, Ached. Mystomach growled as if I had not touched food in weeks. Something waswrong. But what? I sat up and looked out at the glimmering pond, Thendown at Sugar. I..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two - April 15, 1789</title>
			<description>This is the day. The day that I turn of age. But who is this new man? Ooohhh no. I cannot feel like this towards him. But he is oh so handsome!</description>
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			<title>Chapter One - April 14, 1789</title>
			<description>I never understood that feeling, Yet there&amp;rsquo;s a reason for everything. Is there not?</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>I may have been noble and a well to do aristocrat, Almost royalty, But I was certainly no Cinderella or some up to do princess; Although I pined and prayed about it every night before bed.</description>
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			<title>Ripped Lace</title>
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			<title>Different Worlds</title>
			<description>The dress I wore was yellow, Like pollen that dwells in flowers. The sleeves at my shoulders puffed out, Then tightened down to my wrists. White lace trimmed my cuffs and collar around my throat. The bustle in the back made my bum look unnatural. And utterly ridiculous in mu opinion. And that DREADE..</description>
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			<title>Just Another Night In &quot;Paradise&quot;</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Isit in my closet panting. I can hear your footsteps outside of my room. Iswallow hard and silence my breath. Pounding starts on my bedroom door. Iclench my eyes shut and hear a loud bang. You finally break down my door. It&amp;r..</description>
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			<title>Chapter thirteen; Breaking Free</title>
			<description>The thirteenth and final installment of this side project.

I STILL don't own YuGiOh, But enjoy the last chapter none the less.

Reviews are most welcome. Criticism and compliments:)</description>
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			<title>Chapter twelve; Time Flies Fast</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Istepped outside of my car and took in a wiff of the spring air. I couldn&amp;rsquo;tbelieve how fast winter had come and gone. It was already April. I walked upthe porch steps and grabbed onto the doorknob. I had the entire weekend to g..</description>
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			<title>Chapter eleven; Restless Nights</title>
			<description>	I sat there undisturbed. It wasn&amp;rsquo;t the first time he hadrun off before. He was feeling awkward, I could tell. Malik took the essay frommy hands and I turned back to Marik. He shrugged, Not sure of what to do. Isighed. I bit my lip and headed into the dining room, Clearing everything fro..</description>
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			<title>Chapter ten; Midnight Clear</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Iwalked out of the room and out into my own. I wondered how much more he couldtake before he would learn. Before he would fight back and learn his place. The&amp;lsquo;B&amp;rsquo; I left on his back was a beautiful piece of work; One of my ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter nine; 'Twas The Nightmare Before Christmas</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Iran into the forest, Running past leaves and branches. I got switched in theface and felt blood trickle down. I gasped for breath. My heart pounded out ofmy chest and veins surged with pain. My breath was quick and sharp. It hurt my..</description>
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			<title>Chapter eight; Falling Fast</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I fell asleepRa knows how long. It was dim. Only the Christmas lights were on. I looked overat Ryou in his chair. He was wrapped in his blanket and his book had fallen onthe floor. He looked adorable for once. Not annoying. I stood up, Took off hi..</description>
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			<title>Chapter seven; Silent Night</title>
			<description>I was walking around aimlessly. Or, So it seemed. I talked to myself,Up towards the sky. Lightening shot off in the background. It was a very prettysight. I thought it was anyways. A storm was rolling in faster than I couldthink.&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t like him. I don&amp;rsquo;t like him at all...</description>
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			<title>Chapter six; Inner Demons</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Iwalked out of the kitchen and looked down at him one last time. Still a pile ofnothingness. I shook my head and looked at the spaghetti and piled some in abowl. I picked through it, Eating it slowly. I wished so badly for it to be t..</description>
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			<title>Chapter five; The Drowning Pool</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Ihid in the shadows while he talked to himself that night. Then he lookedtowards the stairs. I pushed my head back into the corner. Then you sighed andstood up, Walking into the kitchen. That&amp;rsquo;s when I made my escape to my room...</description>
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			<title>Chapter four; It's All For You</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Thenight didn&amp;rsquo;t end with just the questions. The rage was building up inside and Ijust wanted to tear into something. He kept lying on the ground and just lookedso tempting. So delicious. And the scent of his blood that flowed ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter three; Any Questions?</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Iwoke up drowsy and in pain. I must of still had some nitrous oxide in me. Ifelt slightly nauseous and my head was pounding. I know I slept for hours onend, But I felt like I didn&amp;rsquo;t even gain an ounce. I turned my head over and..</description>
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			<title>Chapter two; Hospital Stay</title>
			<description>Bakuras point of view</description>
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			<title>Chapter one; Bad Night</title>
			<description>Ryous point of view.</description>
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			<title>Love Can Die</title>
			<description>Can a love really last even though it's being torn apart? Can it REALLY conquer all; or will it be conquered itself?</description>
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			<title>Mirror Mirror</title>
			<description>Do you see, Can you see?All the pain you put on me.Never ever looking back,With all the different things you lack.You think that everything is fine,But you never let me shine.Why do I have to sit and wait,While you're out like some kind of bait?All the thoughts that slowly sink,As I&amp;rsquo;m pushed o..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Six</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;WhenI woke up, I found myself in my room. I looked around and saw Patricia andMaxamillion by my side, Max holding my hand. I moaned and sat up, Looking upafter grasping my head.&amp;ldquo;No. Rest. Your parents are downstairs enterta..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Five</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Ilooked around, Seeing how awfully quiet it was.&amp;ldquo;Hmmm&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; It was probably because it was getting late. Theclock hands read eight o&amp;rsquo; five in the evening. I heard faint talking in thesitting room and then my ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Four</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The time came where I was standingnext to the fountain with Max, Saying goodbye while the servants slowlyaccumulated into the house.&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;mgoing to miss you.&amp;rdquo; Max said, Holding me and ruffled my hair with his nose.&amp;ldquo;I&amp;r..</description>
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			<title>Emotions</title>
			<description>Hush little angel, Don&amp;rsquo;t you cry,Tears rush down and I don&amp;rsquo;t know why.You should know better than me,And I don&amp;rsquo;t know why you cannot see.He leads you on with great stance,And then leaves you there without a chance.&amp;nbsp;You sit alone all night and day,..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Three</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The morning light came faster thanexpected. It felt as if I didn't get a single dose of sleep. My lungs and ribsached, My stomach growled and churned as if I hadn't eaten in weeks. Somethingwas wrong. But I didn't know what. I sat up and looked ou..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Twelve</title>
			<description>Bakura gave a death glare towards the audience as hewalked in and sat down defendants seat next to his lawyer. He looked around atthe jury and then at the judge and caught a glimpse of Nikari who was sittingon the plaintiff side only but five or so feet away. He sighed to himself andlooked d..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Eleven</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Theambulance came as quickly as she called and hopped out and brought Nikki to thevehicle while one of them walked over to Nikari and Bakura.&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m going to have to ask you a few questions.&amp;rdquo; He said,Taking out som..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Ten</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Afew hours passed before it turned one in the morning. The sky and forest was asdark as it could get and there was no one in sight.&amp;ldquo;Come on. We&amp;rsquo;re going to my house to get some clothes.&amp;ldquo;Are you sure?&amp;rdquo;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Nine</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Nikkiflipped through more channels, Trying to find something to watch, Finallylanding on Spongebob and watched it after getting some cereal. She watched twoepisodes before getting up and washing her bowl and spoon and putting it away..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Eight</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Twoyears had passed as Nikki laid on her bed, Without socks or a shirt, Wideawake, Staring at the ceiling and thinking and wondering why Bakura hurt herso. She pulled up her wet hair off her neck and dropped it on her pillow andsig..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Seven</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Nikkikept listening to her new CD and sang to it, Accidentally making it too loud.&amp;ldquo;TURN IT DOWN! DON&amp;rsquo;T MAKE ME COME IN THERE!&amp;rdquo; Bakurashouted above the tv and her radio.&amp;ldquo;Sorry!&amp;rdquo; she replied, Turning..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Six</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Yousaw him, Too?&amp;rdquo; Nikki asked, Looking at Joey.&amp;ldquo;Yep.&amp;rdquo; He replied, Taking a deep breath.&amp;ldquo;Heh. I know he&amp;rsquo;ll like it there.&amp;rdquo; She said, Looking upat the clouded sky.&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m su..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Five</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Thenext morning at around three, Nikki awoke and crawled off the bed in pain andpulled herself to Ryou who wasn&amp;rsquo;t breathing. She panicked and checked his pulsewhich was barely anything at all. She laid her head on his chest...</description>
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			<title>Chapter Four</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Hours passed and Joey, Nikki, Ryou andSerenity were all sitting and watching a horror film, Eating popcorn andsitting in the dark. In the movie, Someone appeared out of nowhere, MakingNikki scream and fall into Joeys arms for comfort. He gave her a hug, Chuckledand offered popcorn. She..</description>
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			<title>Dreams</title>
			<description>Pink paper flowers fall upon my feet,And the aroma that they send is oh so sweet.Laying on the ground, Staring at the clouds,Closing my eyes and laying still, Not making a sound.All I see is your face, Smiling down at me,Opening my eyes and your face is the one I hope to see...</description>
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			<title>Innocence</title>
			<description>Sleep in peace, Sweet child of mine,Then the innocence around you will bind.As your dreams plunder it s world,You&amp;rsquo;re the one that someone adores.Your skull on your pillow, Your dreams in your head,And things written down that shouldn&amp;rsquo;t be read.&amp;nbsp;And with t..</description>
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			<title>Pirates</title>
			<description>We jump off the ship and run to the shore,And when attacking, The cannons roar.Set and sail into the sun,Sitting on the deck and drinking rum.The captain stands and shouts aloud,As he reels up the giant crowd.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Attack and sink the ship to its locker!&amp;rdquo;Bu..</description>
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			<title>Thoughts After The OGTs</title>
			<description>I sit watching outside and think,All my thoughts up to the brink.Why can&amp;rsquo;t you scare me into fright?So I can sleep in a deep silent sleep tonight?I want to dream of you so bad,Sometimes it makes me so mad.&amp;nbsp;And right now it drives me off the wall,Make me fall an..</description>
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			<title>All About You</title>
			<description>Sitting alone in the empty dark,Slicing my paper, Making some marks.I stare down at what I just wrote,All the things I wish I could quote.I wonder how he&amp;rsquo;s doing now,And then I think in silence, How?&amp;nbsp;How was I lucky to get him?&amp;lsquo;Cause my life is one bi..</description>
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			<title>You're The One</title>
			<description>I look in your eyes and I see beauty,And you&amp;rsquo;re just this little cutie.I look at your hair and it makes me smile,I know it&amp;rsquo;s weird, But I could run a mile.I look at your face and know you&amp;rsquo;ll be there,Forever and ever with memories to share.&amp;nbsp;I look a..</description>
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			<title>I Love You</title>
			<description>Sleeping and dreaming silent thoughts,And you&amp;rsquo;re in them and I&amp;rsquo;m never lost.I wish I could be always be with you,And you always make me smile, You really do.When I look in your eyes, They make me dance,Just as if I were in a happy trance.And until the day I die,..</description>
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			<title>Love</title>
			<description>Sometimes I look up and see,Always you and sometimes me.I wonder what I&amp;rsquo;d ever do,If I looked and didn&amp;rsquo;t have you.And I know you probably don&amp;rsquo;t care,Just typing away on your computer over there.You don&amp;rsquo;t even know what I&amp;rsquo;m doing,Yet everyone ..</description>
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