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			<title>Grandfather's  versus my grandpa</title>
			<description>'My grandfather is the best grandfather of the entire world!' ...I don't think so.
The point of view of a girl who tells about her grandfathers and grandpa.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hananjabreedveld/1044606/</link>
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			<title>22:15 and the clock stood still</title>
			<description>Loneliness is painfull </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hananjabreedveld/960574/</link>
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			<title>Prologue: Life goals</title>
			<description>She lay on the ground, dead. 
Dead? Yes... Murdered? No. This is what we call a tragic form of suicide.

Short chapter</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hananjabreedveld/954627/</link>
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			<title>The girl with the blue necklace</title>
			<description>Everyone doesn't seem to notice it, but I want to know the truth. 
A girl watches the news and hears a strange story.

the story begins.. and the graveyard comes closer.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hananjabreedveld/940470/</link>
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			<title>Ending of a fairytale</title>
			<description>The endings of fairytales are, that the bad people die, but they still live and i'm dying on the inside. But you know what? It doesn't matter because in the end we will all be alone again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hananjabreedveld/896955/</link>
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			<title>How would it be?</title>
			<description>How would it be to be rich? And in what kind of way would you call yourself rich? I'm rich of memories and friends and this a chapter of how 'the thoughts' is rich or not, your choice</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hananjabreedveld/753484/</link>
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			<title>Interest and passed glory</title>
			<description>stageplay</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hananjabreedveld/752051/</link>
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			<title>Short letter</title>
			<description>A letter of someone unknown..?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hananjabreedveld/750905/</link>
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			<title>Questions</title>
			<description>First Chapter. Description of 'my' thoughts. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hananjabreedveld/750886/</link>
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			<title>The Letters</title>
			<description>what if you got no one to talk to? you'll talk to yourself? you'll turn mad? write letters to yourself? What would you do?
Here are the letters who a girl with no one to talk to has written</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hananjabreedveld/747731/</link>
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			<title>Who am I?</title>
			<description>Poem</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hananjabreedveld/742976/</link>
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			<title>If you knew the truth...</title>
			<description>Monologue about a blind girl, who's written a letter.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/hananjabreedveld/740110/</link>
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