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			<title>Split: Chapter 5</title>
			<description>The police asked Ken a few more questions and sent him home, Ken unlocked the door and sat on the couch his head still not completely wrapped around what just happened.He turned on the tv hoping to take his mind off what just happened, but he couldn't take his mind off it, it kept repeating over..</description>
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			<title>Split: Chapter 4</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Ken broke down sobbing after reading May's letter, but without waiting for Ken to mourn the police ask him to come with them to the police station to ask him a few questions Ken, not wanting to anger the cops followed them while still crying.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; When they arrived&amp;nbsp;t..</description>
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			<title>Split: Chapter 3</title>
			<description>The Police hand Ken the envelope with the writing&amp;nbsp;To Ken-kun&amp;nbsp;on it and he opens it and reads the following...&quot;Dear, KenSo uh, Hi Ken I've always liked you, and you've kept me alive for so long, but I'm in pain Ken and I can't handle any more of this. Anyway, I feel alone and I feel like ev..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yazeed_spaghetti/1929461/</link>
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			<title>Split: Chapter 2</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &quot;The student's name is May Akamine&quot;,as the words left the principles mouth a single tear goes down Ken's face, &quot;Wait a minute, May! How? There's no way she died, how would she die?&quot;, everyone looks at Ken knowing he is her best friend,&quot;She committed suicide, Ken...&quot;,&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &quot;Holy..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yazeed_spaghetti/1918649/</link>
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			<title>Split: Chapter 1</title>
			<description>May: &quot;Hey, will you miss me?&quot;Ken: &quot;What do you mean?&quot;May: &quot;When I die.&quot;Ken: &quot;That's a bit sudden isn't it?&quot;May: &quot;Just answer the question.&quot;Ken: &quot;Well, of course, I will.&quot;Ken: &quot;But I'd get over it.&quot;May got up and said she had to go, and Ken said,&quot;see you tomorrow at&amp;nbsp;school!&quot;, but she was too far..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yazeed_spaghetti/1914041/</link>
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			<title>Split</title>
			<description>A tragic story about a student named ken sharing his high school experience.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/yazeed_spaghetti/1914039/</link>
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