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			<title>Where it all started</title>
			<description>	My name is Leah Ward. This is the story of how I started with nearly nothing and rose above everyone's expectations. I don't want to bore you with my rant of how the world turned against me. I'm here to tell you a lesson, one that smacked me hard.	In a year I went from a normal life, to homeless to..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/811426/</link>
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			<title>A Journey: A tale of courage and sacrifice</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/811416/</link>
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			<title>AVPM</title>
			<description>	Alice laughed as there was a huge swarm of people asking Mr. Archer why they didn't get in. She wasn't looking for one of them, she was looking for her friends, which apparently all got in.	&quot;Alice!&quot; she heard Jordan's voice as her friend tackled her. &quot;Yay! You got in!&quot; she could hear him cheer she ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/807621/</link>
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			<title>Tryouts</title>
			<description>	&quot;Alright guys one at a time.&quot; Mr. Archer announced as large groups of people flooded into the chorus room. &quot;James, as the only senior your up first.&quot; he added.	Reed watched as his half-brother stood up to sing.&amp;nbsp;	&quot;I will be singing 'Your Song' by Elton John.&quot; James said.It's a little bit funny ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/807606/</link>
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			<title>In which school becomes a circus (part three)</title>
			<description>	Students flooded into the hallways. It was Sami this time who led her to Math class. According to Sami the math teacher is one of the sweetest teachers in the school. I hope what Sami says about the teacher is true.	As they slipped into the room Alice managed to catch a glimpse of the teacher befor..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/804582/</link>
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			<title>When I saw Darren Criss</title>
			<description>	Bellow me a sea of Starkid sunglasses worn by mostly girls, with the exception of a few boys. They were waiting, excited, just like I was. We were waiting for the lights to switch on and the guest star to appear, a warm smile on their face and make a quirky joke.	An hour ago I was standing outside ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/804538/</link>
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			<title>When the world became crazy</title>
			<description>Real life stories... experienced by me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/804531/</link>
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			<title>In which school becomes a circus (part two)</title>
			<description>	Reed slipped into the large room. It had wide steps gradually going up for the chairs to be put upon. His bag was sloppily slung over his shoulder though one strap still hug unattached to a single part of his body.	&quot;Hello Reed.&quot; Mr. Archer greeted him with a cheerful smile that said 'Oh lucky you t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/804504/</link>
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			<title>In which school becomes a circus (part one)</title>
			<description>	September 31,I came here on a thursday and so yay for me for only having school one day this week. I think I might have stepped into some weird dream and I can't seem to get out. Might as well talk to Dalton after school, she's gonna love hearing what i'm&amp;nbsp;experiencing, i'll bet a million dolla..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/803060/</link>
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			<title>Midnight Parties</title>
			<description>	A hand poked at Reed who clearly annoyed shooed it away. &quot;Get up!&quot; a voice demanded and striped him of his warm sheets leaving him curled up in a ball holding onto his pillow. &quot;Its time to get up&quot; the voice sounded again this time yanking Reed to his feet.		&quot;Has anyone told you that your the worst ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/802964/</link>
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			<title>Brownies and Golden keys</title>
			<description>ChapterOne: Brownies and Golden Keys&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; September30th,I&amp;rsquo;m outside the walls of MasterAcademy. It&amp;rsquo;s still early so I&amp;rsquo;ve decided to make an entry. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/802601/</link>
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			<title>Master Academy</title>
			<description>Master Academy is an out of the way boarding school. People who come here think its just another boring part of their lives, but they are soon proven wrong... if they are put in Templer House that is.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/802597/</link>
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			<title>Part Three: breaking boundaries</title>
			<description>	He stood in shock as the girl stood before him. Slung over her shoulders was a little boy&amp;nbsp;probably&amp;nbsp;her brother, on his face the sweetest smile he had ever seen. The little boy seemed so innocent yet his sister obviously scarred by whatever type of life she had been through.	&quot;Who are you?&quot;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/795759/</link>
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			<title>Challenge Part 2</title>
			<description>Lilyfeather joined us. Me: Victory, Marie: Katelyn, lilyfeather: Diamond</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/774541/</link>
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			<title>Part Two</title>
			<description>Meet Sadie...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/774494/</link>
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			<title>Part One</title>
			<description>	Jack held his guitar tightly, tighter than a baby holds his teddy bear. He was on the verge of crying.	People shouted at him to play another song. They mocked him with their money,&amp;nbsp;bribing him with the promise of one more dollar if he does.&amp;nbsp;	Sighing he started playing grenade. At first yo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/774440/</link>
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			<title>Misunderstood</title>
			<description>the title kinda says it all</description>
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			<title>Challenge Part 1</title>
			<description>Me: Victory
Marie: Katelyn</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/774122/</link>
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			<title>Cat role playing challenge</title>
			<description>I'm on this cat role playing site. I decided to make a contest of who is the best role player. The only person who replied is one of my better friends Maire or Neonssense. This is the results</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/774119/</link>
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			<title>A new challenge</title>
			<description>....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/773973/</link>
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			<title>Saved by a wolf carving</title>
			<description>......mwahaha i'm making you people guess.......</description>
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			<title>Morning Light</title>
			<description>	My eyes searched through the endless expanse of gold and brown, my head not even making it over the rim of the dry grass as i sat waiting for Mia to awaken. The tent had flattened the surrounded grass and we had plunked a few bundles to make a comfortable walking space to pass along if bored.		&quot;Wak..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/758430/</link>
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			<title>Night of the Wolf </title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/750262/</link>
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			<title>Down by the River's edge</title>
			<description>....gonna have to read.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/749757/</link>
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			<title>Jason</title>
			<description>....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/748700/</link>
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			<title>A night to think about</title>
			<description>.......</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/748676/</link>
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			<title>Those Glory Days</title>
			<description>.....read to find out</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/748639/</link>
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			<title>A year in the eyes of Savannah</title>
			<description>Savannah was born into a peaceful life, but she soon finds out that the world is a lot harder to live in than she thought it was. Follow Savannah's journey to find out who she really is.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Khyrro/748637/</link>
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