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			<title>Side effects of starting again</title>
			<description>Sunday June 12: do you ever feel like the world is made of paper. Like everything and everyone, even your closest friends are two dime rational and fake. I feel that way. My friends from school only talk about hair color and how happy they are, but happy isn't real. I read books about fairytales a..</description>
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			<title>Side Effects of Boredom</title>
			<description>  Saturday June 4: today, I drew , a lot. As you know I write quotes by my drawings, but today I didn't because somebody saw them. I drew a person with big, sad eyes. This person looked like she was in pain. It was kinda like a self portrait only it didn't look like me. Today I was thinking incredib..</description>
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			<title>Side Effects of Saying Goodbye</title>
			<description>Tuesday may 24: today at school, someone saw my drawings. I don't think they understood them though because all they said was that I was talented. I'm not a good artist, I am a passionate storyteller with a pencil. I'm changing my pain into pictures. I've been so much happier since I started this ..</description>
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			<title>Side Effects of Friendship</title>
			<description>Friday may 20: I went to a party tonight. I met people like me, sad but happy. I'm glad I went because I was just gonna stay home. I felt normal, happy, and for a little while, that my underlying sadness had gone away. At school today my friend like me told me how she felt, how she really felt, an..</description>
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			<title>Side effects of sadness</title>
			<description>Sunday may 15: I'm going to start writing in a journal I've decided. This will be it. I have so many thoughts and feelings that I feel like I should write them down. My name is Kate, and this is my story.Monday may 16: Sometimes I feel so much, that I don't feel anything at allI'm sick of be..</description>
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			<title>Side Effects of Silence</title>
			<description>A depressed young girl shares her feelings and thoughts through a diary format. She tells about her journeys and thoughts so you can see life through the eyes of a deep thinker and depressed teenager.</description>
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