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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>Sheetal&amp;rsquo;s dead. The statement had no meaning.The time was now 11:30 a.mI had spoken to her hardly ten hours back. I could still hearher voice in my head.Any romantic calls?Her laughter was still echoing in my mind; over and over. Iwas lying down on the bed, looking at the ceiling..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>I had no idea where I was. I was floating like a cloud in a clearblue sky. The only difference was that the sky was not blue.It was red!Blood red!I couldn&amp;rsquo;t see anything around me. Everything was hazy, asthough there was a blanket covering my eyes. The fog blockedoff everything i..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>I was getting ready to go to Sheetal&amp;rsquo;s house when my momcalled out from the hall, &amp;ldquo;Reena! Get up. The time is ten.&amp;rdquo;I opened the door, fully dressed. &amp;rdquo;Good morning mom!&amp;rdquo; Isaid.She turned around.Everyone told me that I resembled my mother. She had thesame ha..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>November 12, 2006Chennai city&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t lock the door when you go to sleep. I can&amp;rsquo;t bang onyour door daily to wake you up,&amp;rdquo; my mom said.&amp;ldquo;Okay, okay!&amp;rdquo; I said, irritated. This was like the thousandthtime she was telling me this.I lay down o..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Lying in the hospital bed, my vision seemed blurred. I couldmake out figures scurrying around me in white coats. I lookedup at the ceiling with great difficulty, my eyes burning. Thepain was unbearable as I turned my head left and saw the bagof blood. My eyes slowly scanned to the end of t..</description>
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			<title>Are you Scared?</title>
			<description>A Serial Killer strikes the peaceful state of Tamilnadu!</description>
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			<title>The Devil Inside</title>
			<description>The Ugly side of a Perfectly Normal Person</description>
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			<title>Titanic - Rewritten</title>
			<description>A Complete Makeover to the Epic Movie. P.S: Not a Goof!</description>
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			<title>The Sweet thing called LOVE! </title>
			<description>Love is in the Air!</description>
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			<title>Reminiscence</title>
			<description>A Look into the sad life of Beggars in India!</description>
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