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			<title>2012</title>
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			<title>chapter one</title>
			<description>Chapter oneRachel woke up early one morning to a knock on her door. A few seconds later the door open revealing an average height man. Rachel looked over at her clock to see what time it was it was 10 minutes before her alarm went off.&amp;ldquo;Daddy why are u up so early is everything okay?&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldq..</description>
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			<title>chapter one</title>
			<description>&quot;Angelus its time for yo to get ready for school. you dont want to be late on your first day do you?&quot;&quot;watashi wagakko niiku hitsuyo arimasen&quot;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Angelus i only know a little bit of japanese&quot;&quot;sorry auntie&quot;yawned angelus as she pulled the blanket over her head. &quot;i said that i dont want to go&quot;&quot;why n..</description>
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			<description>i have no clue yet just popped in my head </description>
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			<title>prologue</title>
			<description>Rachel was sitting in her room hiding from her family. Shewished that another family had decided to adopt her instead of the one she wascurrently stuck with. Realizing that wishing wasn&amp;rsquo;t going to change anything,she listened to the voices on the other side of her door. They were yel..</description>
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			<description>random Faberry Glee fan fic </description>
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