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		<description>The original writings of author McKayla</description>
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			<title>Mat</title>
			<description>I have a catHis name is MatHe is fathis favorite thingTo eat is ratHe likes to play With a stringIn the nightAnd in the dayHe does not fightAll the nightHe sits in my armsAnd does not bite</description>
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			<title>Chapter Five</title>
			<description>The next few weeks were very lonely. For some reason all of my memories were very clear my life has flashed before my eyes the last 2 weeks. I have been feeling weird pains in my head arms and legs. My mom was like a ghost in and out of my site. My brother still seems to have died in the car crash, ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Four</title>
			<description>Back at my house all of a sudden.I am laying on the couch and feeling dazed. I push myself up off of the dark leather. How did I get here, I wonder. I was just at school with &amp;nbsp;and Mr. Green. Maybe I was sent home because of my fall. What the heck is happening. I heard my favorite song. It was c..</description>
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			<title>Chatper Three</title>
			<description>All of a sudden I am at school. My head down on the table like I was sleeping. I am sitting in the back row of my classroom. I hate school but I love Mr. Green. He is the teacher that makes me like school. As I look around the room, I realize that I am the only one in the room. All of the colors are..</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>DEAR DIARY - 	It is some time at night. I have been having trouble reading and staying awake. I also have not heard Mason and Isabella come home yet from the vet. I have heard very faint cries and weeps from my Mom but I can not seem to find her anywhere in the house. 		Wish me luck 					Wendy BEEEP..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo; How long will it take to get there? I hope they will be able to fix her leg&amp;rdquo; I say. Mason turns left down a curvy road. Once again, he is ignoring me. This must be a short cut. I think to myself. &amp;nbsp;I watch the trees orange, yellow, and red leaves fall as we cut around the turns. I ..</description>
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			<title>I Came Back</title>
			<description>A girl named Wendy has a tragic accident on the way to the vet. She never realized how much her family maters until this accident. Read to see what happenes</description>
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			<title>Night of Broken Glass</title>
			<description>Jews beaten &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;bloodiedJews runAnd &amp;nbsp;never look backJews might not see the sunBecause of what they doNazis like to make them sufferNazis like to control it allNazis like to kill them All for the one manChancellorHitler He caused it allKristallnachtA night of sufferingA night of pa..</description>
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			<title>Goodbye</title>
			<description>I went outsideTo go and playI saw the countryside And a blue jayI came insideTo eat some pieAt my bedsideI finished the pie				    Now I say goodbye</description>
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			<title>Fish</title>
			<description>FishI had a fishHe likes to swimI made a wish				A wish for him &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;                           The wish cam true                               He learned Kung fu&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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			<title>Trees, what They see.</title>
			<description>HelloMy name is TreeI am a little saplinggrowingby a tiny cottageI see the girlthe girl who planted meThe one who waters me to keepme growing.Every morningshe walks somewheresomewhere other than homeShe wares this little pink dressShe tells me her mama made itShe sits with meyells at me to growWhen ..</description>
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			<title>Memories</title>
			<description>PastOnly pastyou remembersadscaryHappydepressiondarkmomentssecretesthat could have been&amp;nbsp;kepthiddenregrets&amp;nbsp;failurecould have been preventedYou can try to keep these things deepdeep downinsidebut&amp;nbsp;NOthey recurhaunting you&amp;nbsp;Forever</description>
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