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			<title>Chapter 3: Tomorrow</title>
			<description>The cafeteria buzzed withliveliness at the arrival of the famished students. The air filled with loudbuzzing as the number of students increased in comparison to the previous days,signifying the time of the week, Friday. Every Friday the cafeteria made alimited amount of cakes, which was a s..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2: New Friend</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thecafeteria buzzed with liveliness as hungry students marched in, some getting inline, some sitting down to eat, and some claiming their seats. Arystia walkedin and went over to the place she usually sat, claiming her seat with a waterbottle and helping ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Anxious</title>
			<description>Dim sunlight showered throughthe window curtains, signifying the forthcoming of the morning in the coldwinter.&amp;nbsp; The frost on the leaves melted,and a cold breeze wafted through the area, entering through a small opening ofa window into the room where a young girl lay dormant. She hurried..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The July sun shimmered in the afternoon sky, bright as it can be; alongwith it, the heat of the summer. The asphalt of the empty highway blazed withheat, and a warm breeze wafted along the greenery of its surroundings. Theleaves on the trees whispered the sound of goodbye. No win..</description>
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			<title>Strawberry Milk Candy</title>
			<description>Arystia is a young girl wounded by the past experience of betrayal by her best friend and constant ridicule from her current classmates. As her anxiety and paranoia gets worse, she believes that every</description>
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