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		<description>The original writings of author Mizu</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Secrets</title>
			<description>	Rays of sunlight stretch down through the clear sky and brush my face with their warmth, and I can feel my cheeks turning red under the heat. A cool, gentle breeze balances it and tickles the leaves, causing them to stir and whisper a song that harmonizes with the rush of the cold stream that laps ..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Prologue	Dark clouds hovered over the lonely hill, blocking the sliver of moonlight from view and leaving the land black except for the occasional flash of lightning grazing the earth with a roar that made the windows of a small orphanage rattle. The far off town was blocked from view behind searing..</description>
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			<title>Special Secrets</title>
			<description>A little boy's sister was kidnapped by a strange man. 9 years later, he's old enough to go look for her with the help of a friend, but what they find is not quite what they were expecting.</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: First Day of School</title>
			<description>	&amp;ldquo;We&amp;rsquo;ve delayed you going long enough already, so quit moping and get your tail on that bus. If you miss it, you&amp;rsquo;re walking, and if you skip- Well, I&amp;rsquo;ll make sure you wish you didn&amp;rsquo;t.&amp;rdquo; I slam the door, thankful to finally have her behind it. One more word and I wo..</description>
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			<title>My Monsters</title>
			<description>A girl from Texas recently lost her father and has trouble readjusting after her and her mother move to Michigan. </description>
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