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			<title>Coven</title>
			<description>Coven750 Words=WF-MLT-AdultHarry Potter-Goblet of Fire- Style  Three sister witches faced each other in the final stage of The Ring of Fire. A round maze set on fire once they entered to compete. The prizes consisted of a trophy made of the finest metal and goblin gold. The Supreme invited t..</description>
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			<title>Kelsey's Tantrum</title>
			<description>Kelsey&amp;rsquo;s Tantrum750 WordsHate/Love-WF Challenge  &amp;ldquo;I hate you,&amp;rdquo; Kelsey stomped her little foot. Her eyebrows knotted together above her &amp;lsquo;mean eyes&amp;rsquo; in defiance. Chubby two-year old arms crossed in front of her. Lips pursed into a pout with cookie crumbs stuck to ..</description>
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			<title>Vultures </title>
			<description>Vultures   Another celebrity death. Dead at twenty-eight. Too young. Drugs and alcohol claimed another child star . Tomorrow's headlines will scream in black and white from every magazine stand in the city . Another statistic. The public will mourn the loss of another star who blazed too hot and..</description>
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			<title>The Cabinet</title>
			<description>The Cabinet   Cramped. My small body ached. Knobby knees and elbows folded onto myself trying to take up less space. The hard wood pressed into my small frame. Top of my blonde ponytail rubbed raw against the top.I wanted to move, adjust but could not risk it. Determined to stay contorted until ..</description>
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			<description>Prompt: You wake up dead in a hotel bathroom.</description>
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			<title>The Divorce</title>
			<description>The DivorceBy: Andrea Reeves&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Frustrated, heslammed his fists down hard on the dining room table and his heavy glass ashtrayjumped. His cigarette rolled away from its slot, it left a trail of ashes.Water from his glass splashed on some papers. He cursed the night, th..</description>
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			<title>Eye In The Sky</title>
			<description>Eye in The SkyBy Andrea Reeves&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Overhead a cosmiceye hovered above in the atmosphere. Bronze around the edges and blue in thecenter. It had been there for three days. Everyone had different theories fromthe end of the world to aliens. I just thought it was ..</description>
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			<title>The Bar</title>
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			<title>Caged</title>
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			<title>My Funeral </title>
			<description>My Funeral  I've always been the black sheep of my family. It's not how I wanted it , it's just the way it is. I think that even in death that fact will remain the same. I had  to see who showed  up, who really loved me.  Invisibility has its advantages, floating around finding the perfect s..</description>
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			<title>The Confrontation </title>
			<description>  The Confrontation   Heads turned in her direction, mouths agape when she strode confidently past them to our door . Dressed for the nightclub not an office visit, she definitely meant business. Veronica Landry, Ronnie to Dr. Scott, was wearing a hot pink neoprene mini-dress with large white ..</description>
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			<title>UtopiaDystopia Challenge </title>
			<description>Dystopia/ Utopia ChallengeBy Andrea Reeves   Lush grass from the afternoon rain kiss the bottoms of my bare feet , outstretched hands,  my fingertips brush the leaves from the tress on both sides arching above me. A light summer breeze licks at the hem  of my white sundress, exposing my tanned..</description>
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			<title>Perception Challenge</title>
			<description>Perception ChallengeBy Andrea Reeves &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A soft cast halfway up his shin, his leftfoot, &amp;nbsp;drug against the hot &amp;nbsp;sidewalk pavement . He pushed his overflowingshopping cart filled with random possessions , junk to anyone else, up thesteep incline in th..</description>
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			<title>Tidal Pools Challenge</title>
			<description>Tidal Pools ChallengeBy Andrea Reeves500 words&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I found her.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That girl from themissing posters plastered all over the telephone poles in town. It had onlybeen a few days, since she didn't come me home from school. Her parents wereworried s..</description>
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			<title>Revolution Challenge</title>
			<description>Revolution Challenge By: Andrea Reeves2500 words&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; During the lunch hourof Our Mother Of Mercy Catholic School, the girls restroom was packed full ofnoisy girls. Sydney Green, turned her attention away from the mirror , she triedto ..</description>
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			<title>Blue Roses</title>
			<description>Blue RosesBy : Andrea Reeves2500 Words    Startled she sat up in bed, her flimsy nightdress sticking to her while Thom slept soundly next to her. She tried to pluck fragments from her memory before they faded&amp;hellip;a White House with black shutters ...a winding staircase&amp;hellip;a room she w..</description>
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			<title>New Beginnings</title>
			<description>	About [500] wordsNEW BEGINNINGSBy Andrea ReevesGrabbing her delicate hand gently in his, gazing into her clear blue eyes he said &amp;ldquo;I think we should try, just once, for old time sake&amp;hellip;if you&amp;rsquo;re up to it, of course.&amp;rdquo;Her mouth formed a little &amp;ldquo;o&amp;rdquo; and her..</description>
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			<title>Summer</title>
			<description>CHASING THE STORMBy Andrea ReevesChase was still sore from his championship ride tonight. He stretched and dusted himself off as he rang the doorbell. Anxiously he peered inside to see what was taking Carmen so long. Through the window he could see her coming towards the door. Tugging at her ank..</description>
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			<title>Summer</title>
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			<title>Chasing The Storm</title>
			<description>CHASING THE STORMBy Andrea ReevesChase was still sore from his championship ride tonight. He stretched and dusted himself off as he rang the doorbell. Anxiously he peered inside to see what was taking Carmen so long. Through the window he could see her coming towards the door. Tugging at her a..</description>
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			<title>Chasing The Storm</title>
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			<title>The Devil On Two Wheels</title>
			<description>THE DEVIL ON TWO WHEELSBy Andrea ReevesThe wheels of his black ten- speed bicycle crunch the gravel of the driveway, turning  onto the asphalt that had been heated by that day&amp;rsquo;s sun, tires leaving a trail of dust and rocks behind him. Now a full moon hovers high, illuminating the hundred -..</description>
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			<title>The Devil On Two Wheels</title>
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			<title>The Piano</title>
			<description>	The pianoBy Andrea ReevesAn aged black Steinway Piano slowly sinks into the dark murky waters of a backwoods Louisiana Bayou amid Cyprus stumps under a full moon. It lands at an angle with the back leg firmly weighted down stuck in the mud. The moonlight glistens off the front corner, a mourn..</description>
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			<title>Forbidden Lust</title>
			<description>FORBIDDEN LUSTBy Andrea Reeves    Music boomed that night, decibels heard three houses down according to the eye witnesses who claimed to know everything What did they know really? More gossip for the housewives to gab about over afternoon coffee, while waiting for spoiled children to get off th..</description>
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			<title>Lunch Break</title>
			<description>LUNCH BREAKBy Andrea ReevesBrakes squealed alerting traffic when the big brown truck pulled up next to the curb its driver deciding on a last-minute stop at the local strip club for some beer and chicken wings. He looked over at his rookie passenger riding shotgun and figured it wouldn&amp;rsquo;t h..</description>
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			<title>Do Not Disturb</title>
			<description>DO NOT DISTURBBy Andrea ReevesHe sits in the comfortable chair of his extended stay hotel next to the desk with the lamp off. He loosens his tie, stretches out his legs and sips his whiskey neat from a highball glass. It has been a long week and he was debating on flying back home to his wife or..</description>
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			<title>Hello</title>
			<description>&amp;lsquo;HELLO&amp;rsquo;By Andrea Reeves&amp;lsquo;Hello&amp;rsquo; I sent it again which seemed like a million times today but &amp;lsquo;reality check&amp;rsquo; I guess maybe it was fifty if I had counted. &amp;lsquo;I&amp;rsquo;m in California dreamin&amp;rsquo; BEEP sounds breaking through the reverie. The same robotic voi..</description>
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			<title>Lonely Hearts Cementary </title>
			<description>	About [2500] wordsLONELY HEARTS CEMETERY By Andrea ReevesSpeakeasy jazz music floated through the air of the dimly lit smoke-filled bar from an old jukebox in the corner. Regular patrons scattered about in booths and tables sipping on beers or cocktails with tiny umbrellas. Conversation r..</description>
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			<title>The Water Tower</title>
			<description>	About [2500] wordsTHE WATER TOWERBy Andrea Reeves#Sitting cross-legged on the floor in the middle of the plush wall to wall white shag carpet. Long silky blonde hair fanned across the back of her blue terrycloth romper, catching around her elbows when she took a long drag off the joint. Suc..</description>
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			<title>Shattered</title>
			<description>SHATTEREDBy Andrea ReevesHe called her from a payphone, his voice already slurring from the beers he drank after work, saying he would be home in an hour and that dinner had better be on the table. The nerve she thought wiping her icing covered hand on her Christmas apron looking down at Angeliq..</description>
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			<title>Inside Looking Out</title>
			<description>INSIDE LOOKING OUTBy Andrea ReevesI&amp;rsquo;m still not sure how it all happened, how it all went so wrong. I&amp;rsquo;m waking up one morning a month earlier ready to start my day.  Only it wasn&amp;rsquo;t me getting out of bed, brushing my teeth, eating my breakfast and drinking my coffee!! Not to men..</description>
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			<title>Shiny New Car</title>
			<description>SHINY NEW CARBy Andrea Reeves &amp;ldquo;FREEDOM!&amp;rdquo; Kat yells dangling her Hello Kitty keychain high above her head as Marley stares in shock from her front door at Kat&amp;rsquo;s new sky blue VW bug.&amp;ldquo;Shut up!&amp;rdquo; Marley screeches as she opens the passenger door and slides in turning ..</description>
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			<title>The Red Scarf</title>
			<description>THE RED SCARFBy Andrea ReevesRainwater collected in the gutters of the New York City streets ,aroma from the hot dog vendors wafted up in the air in smoke curls, the icy wind blew newspapers and magazine pages as they flapped in the breeze. Water pelted off his black trench coat as he tightened ..</description>
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