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			<title>Precious Time</title>
			<description>Theres not much need for one. The story is short and to the piont. </description>
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			<title>Santa Claus They Call Him </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Outside the stars are brightThe clouds are clear from sightA perfect sight, for such a nightTo see ole Saint Nick a coming&amp;nbsp;Santa Claus they call himThe world&amp;rsquo;s girls and boysWho write to him lettersTo bring them wonderful toys&amp;nbsp;But here&amp;rsquo;s the ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3: Formal Part Two</title>
			<description>The dance wasn&amp;rsquo;t going the way I hoped it would. Ian, Timothy, and I were out dancing for a bit, but they left too soon to sit back down. Though after those few songs, I finally realised why Ian was being so hush hush when he said the word &amp;lsquo;boyfriend&amp;rsquo;. He may actually have one, but..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Formal</title>
			<description>It was eight fifteen when I pulled up at the gym doors of the school. The doors opened at eight, making me fashionably late with only the people who forgot to buy tickets during the week, left on the other side of the entrance to the dance. I opened the door, wrapping my coat tighter around me as th..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Suprise</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Outside, the sun was bright. A calm breeze cooled the earth. Students-No. This is absolutely horrible. Abnormal if you will. This is not how I want my story to go. So here, I`ll try this whole thing again. T..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>...N/A...</description>
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			<title>Our Story </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;When I think of youMy heart begins to flyTo memories of usIs where it will always lie&amp;nbsp;I miss our days togetherBack when everything was greatEasier and less complexAnd we&amp;rsquo;d all be out late&amp;nbsp;Those times you said &amp;ldquo;I love you&amp;rdquo;I never had a doubt..</description>
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			<title>Story Teller</title>
			<description>Peyton Roberts, whos dream is to become a bestsellling author, can't create any of her ideas into stories untill what seems like the unthinkable happens. Is she willing to risk it all for a book?  </description>
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			<title>Fairy Tale</title>
			<description>Bascially a comparison of my life to the appearance of a fairy statue. </description>
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