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			<title>Torture.</title>
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			<title>Lucas</title>
			<description>LucasJake only wanted sex and that might have been the one thing I wanted last night but I&amp;nbsp;realized&amp;nbsp;I must have been going insane. Star struck from my first day at Uni, so I &amp;nbsp;ushered him out and sat down on my huge, comfy leather couch. I gulped my 3rd&amp;nbsp;espresso&amp;nbsp;down with som..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/1105990/</link>
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			<title>Jake</title>
			<description>JakeApparently&amp;nbsp;I'd invited the boys over again&amp;nbsp;while&amp;nbsp;extremely drunk or MWI as Jake called it (mad with it) Which made him sound like a ned even though he was far from it. The door went and a chunky women whom could be easily mistaken for a male rugby player forced 2 heavy suitcases i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/1105763/</link>
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			<title>Talk,trust &amp; Love </title>
			<description>Every damn time I see you I work my a*s off to be someone I'm not, to change my personality!You never know that it's not really me so I can't expect you to appreciate but I'm grateful for every sweet thing that comes out you mouth when your thoughts ooze of wicked comments.I ignore my&amp;nbsp;sarcastic..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/1092017/</link>
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			<title>You're not as good as me</title>
			<description>You're not as good as me.There you go, walk down the hall,Making my skin start to crawl.Your hair so perfect, teeth so white,How am I supposed to put up a fight?Your clothes in style, shoes so cool,You name know well around our school.Every guys falls for you,Especially&amp;nbsp;the guy I don't want to...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/1052912/</link>
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			<title>Jealously</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;JealouslyJealousy, brings out the worst in people.&amp;nbsp;Even the&amp;nbsp;calmness&amp;nbsp;person can't keep it inside.You see this little story isn't a fake, isn't made up and certainly ins't a&amp;nbsp;fairy tale.No, there is no silver lining on every cloud, no happy ending to every story.&amp;nbsp;And if ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/1043419/</link>
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			<title>Calvin - chapter 2</title>
			<description>Calvin&amp;nbsp;The boysI'd been in my new home for about 2 hours when I heard a knock at the door, I was in my tightest, shortest, sexiest PJ's because they were the only ones that had arrived. I opened the door and 3 boys stood&amp;nbsp;in front&amp;nbsp;of me. 1 was tall, his hair gelled black with emerald e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/1014464/</link>
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			<title>Goodbye Daddy!</title>
			<description>Anna moves away to University leaving her over-protective Father behind and has to make her own decisions for the first time in her life. But which decision are right and which ones are wrong?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/1014453/</link>
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			<title>Freedom, Boys, Sex and ....</title>
			<description>15 old year moves to Uni claiming her academics is first but when her Dad stops  the rent after a 'miss-hap' she moves in with 3 boys and ends up a mummy to the baby of one of these boys but which one</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/1014441/</link>
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			<title>But still</title>
			<description>Standing on the battle field ,My armour dented,My helmet tinged,But still prepared to fight.I charge though the withered grass,&amp;nbsp;To my expected writhing agony.My sword useless now,My protection worthless,But still continuing on.My&amp;nbsp;appearance&amp;nbsp;defeated,My poor body bruised,Myself wounded..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/994343/</link>
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			<title>Through a women's eyes.&lt;3</title>
			<description>Do you know why women write of romance?&amp;nbsp;Do know why we have our crazy rants?&amp;nbsp;Because we find you men enchanting!&amp;nbsp;We want to be a Queen and you be our king!&amp;nbsp;We find your smiles like sugar, voices like honey,&amp;nbsp;Some are charming, some are funny.&amp;nbsp;So&amp;nbsp;describe &amp;nbsp;us as..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/994336/</link>
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			<title>So far from hell!</title>
			<description>I stare at your face and wish you were mine,&amp;nbsp;I wish we were together, we could interwine.I&amp;nbsp; plea in my head hoping my heart will win,You suddenl smile and I glance at my goose-bumped skin.&amp;nbsp;My eyes light up when you slyly wink,And now I can't even think.My head spins, spots appear,I lo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/994324/</link>
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			<title>A little grace...&lt;3</title>
			<description>A little Grace&amp;nbsp;Cruel words spat at my face,I try to flee with a little grace.But faces laugh as I sneak away,I feel a deep sense of betray.&amp;nbsp;My heart pops like a useless balloon,I stare to the shimmering moon.But the harsh giggles, continue on,I feel like a useless pawn...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/992105/</link>
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			<title>Teenage life</title>
			<description>A teenage girl who pretends to her parents that she is going to summer camp for 4 weeks however takes her boyfriend, 3 best girls, and other boys to her parents winter cabin.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/991716/</link>
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			<title>Last time...</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/964275/</link>
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			<title>Just one big dream ...</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Just&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;One big &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;dream.....&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;You picked me up an hour late,You had jeans on and looked a state.You forgot how to be sweet,You made me walk home through the snow and sleet.&amp;nbsp;You gave me a hug, But looked at me like I was a common thug.I bought dinner and I paid ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/957641/</link>
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			<title>Just for a little while...&lt;3</title>
			<description>just for&amp;nbsp; a little while...&amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;I'll lie in your arms as you kiss my neck, I am no longer a destressed shipwreck.I am blushing shades of rosey red,as you continue to caress my head.&amp;nbsp;When I was younger I read books of magic,Love, compassion was never tragic.And since the I wanted my o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/954568/</link>
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			<title>Friday nights, cheeky smiles and </title>
			<description>THIS IS NOT ABOUT ME LOL XX</description>
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			<title>Teenage diaries....</title>
			<description>For the misunderstood, perplexed, and just plain messed up teens out there, read this and hopefully it can shed some light on you xxx please leave comments and reviews x</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/952640/</link>
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			<title>I let you go  but I need to finally make you mine!&lt;3</title>
			<description>I let you go &amp;nbsp;but I need to finally make you mine&amp;nbsp;I said I loved&amp;nbsp;you so damn much,And&amp;nbsp;you believed&amp;nbsp;my soft smile,gentle touch.I felt so warm and comfortable with you,But I was rubber and you were glue.&amp;nbsp;Now when I see you pass by me,There's tears in my eyes, but you don'..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/952632/</link>
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			<title>Forbidden letter </title>
			<description>Forbidden.&amp;nbsp;I Am I supposed to respect his decision? To keep you and I separate? He expects I'll find some other 'victim' as he described it, well my intensions are clear however my decsions on whether to take action are uncertain. Despite my confusion and negative thoughts, through out this exp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/939079/</link>
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			<title>Scarlet, Alice, Jacob? - chapter 12</title>
			<description>Carlisle:&amp;ldquo;Take care, we&amp;rsquo;ll see you in a few days,&amp;rdquo; My most mysteriousdaughter was taking a camping trip with Bella, Rose and Esme. Poor Alice neededto get out of this town, she couldn&amp;rsquo;t handle the confusion of her new &amp;ldquo;soulmate&amp;rdquo; and dead husband. Edw..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/923972/</link>
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			<title>The colours of my love.</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The colours of my love &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Lavender purple- for the way we first met, in that cramped little coffee shop, I knew as&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;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; so..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/918555/</link>
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			<title>Why do you insist on being a murderer?</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/918517/</link>
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			<title>Dissapointment!!</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/904426/</link>
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			<title>Friend................ I mean sister &lt;3</title>
			<description>There was a boy,He was ma toy.Made of plastic,Just elastic,So he couldn't hurt me,He brought me great glee.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So I thought the world was made of barbieBut I was the weak horse in one big derbie.I never had anyone, when I thought he'd be there,But the thing is he was a toy, why did I care?&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/904050/</link>
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			<title>Faster than a gun shoot!</title>
			<description>Faster than a gun shoot!&amp;nbsp;You held my near and said I do,You told me you'd be there when I was blue.You told me your love was pure not a plot,But It was faster than any gun shoot.&amp;nbsp;You left me broken and in tears,You confirmed all my greatest fears.I was a pawn in your cruel game of chess, A..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/902878/</link>
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			<title>Can't you see?</title>
			<description>Cant you see?&amp;nbsp;You walk past and my heart skips a beat,I know your face and the pattern of your feet.I'll be there, dont you know?Can't you see? doesn't it show?&amp;nbsp;I wish you'd kiss me with all you might,and carry me softly into the night.I love you through and through,Can't you see? I'm fall..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/902172/</link>
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			<title>Never letting go CHAPTER 11</title>
			<description>Alice:&amp;nbsp;Dear JacobDecisionsI make are usuallyDecisionsI make are always basedDecisionsI make are always........SignedAHHHHHHHHHH!Ukkk! I say to my stressed self, how I can write this without being thehead line of the town&amp;rsquo;s favourite news paper &amp;ldquo;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/901120/</link>
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			<title>IMPRINT ONLY WORKS IF YOU WANT IT TO, OR SO I THOUGHT? CHAPTER 10</title>
			<description>Edward:I was reading Alice mind when I noticed Bella glaring at mewith a twisted expression and I realised I&amp;rsquo;d gave it away and there was nothingI could do to &amp;ldquo;sugar coat&amp;rdquo; the truth. There were two powerful pack/covens aftermy unfortunate Bella. &amp;ldquo;Edward? Tel..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/899904/</link>
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			<title>Adddict to nothing....</title>
			<description>Drugged up mad on nothing&amp;nbsp;He pulls me close for phsical connection,But I sure hope he doesn't want perfection.I don't know my way all to well,Hopefully it go smooth but swell.&amp;nbsp;He goes a little mad when we all done,Like he's frying slowly on the sweltering sun.Seems hungry but for what? I d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/899861/</link>
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			<title>Oh I should be so lucky......</title>
			<description>BUTTERFLIES,&amp;nbsp;FLIRTING,&amp;nbsp;SEX,&amp;nbsp;MARRIAGE,&amp;nbsp;BROKEN, &amp;nbsp;DEATH </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/899755/</link>
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			<title>Dirty Dancing in the moonlight.....</title>
			<description>Tap, tap,tap to the sound of the second,waiting to be called, waiting to be bekoned.You entice my body as you summon me in, You gesture me close so you can win.&amp;nbsp;But what young lady doesn't like to be a fool,Haivng fun has to be miserable and cruel.Because love doesn't last in the arms of the do..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/898708/</link>
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			<title>You always make me love you !&lt;3</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/896079/</link>
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			<title>KILLING HER OR KILLING MYSELF- CHAPTER 9- APPETITE</title>
			<description>KILLING HER OR KILLING MYSELFJacob:I&amp;rsquo;d lived on humanfeelings most of my life and then when I met Bella human feelings becameunbearable and painful.&amp;nbsp; All along I knewshe was rejecting me for Edward but I&amp;rsquo;d never suspected she&amp;rsquo;d turn herselfstupid and into a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/895948/</link>
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			<title>fight, love , die ?</title>
			<description>Edward: I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t allow it! My wife was being proposed to on theday of our marriage? My head felt full and explosive, I&amp;rsquo;d never felt this way,of course it confused my when I loved Bella at first and NOT her blood. Despitethe fact pain was manipulating my body and twisting ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/894009/</link>
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			<title>Brought me to my knees</title>
			<description>Bella:I saw them at the end of the cobble-stone path, cloaked inblack with bright white teeth bearing at me. I glowered harshly back at them asmy eyes turned a deep ruby-red even though I was scared and felt like coweringaway,&amp;nbsp; I knew they&amp;rsquo;d come to kill me.Apparently they..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/893808/</link>
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			<title>THAT MAN </title>
			<description>There's&amp;nbsp; a big man up there,He seems to&amp;nbsp; truly care.He like my shield on the battle field,and helps me with the sword I wield.&amp;nbsp;Theres a man up there he's my dad,He helps me when i'm broken and sad.He's always in my mind,Leaving sandy footprints behind.&amp;nbsp;He's seems to know how I fe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/889882/</link>
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			<title>I can run.</title>
			<description>I can run,&amp;nbsp;I can run in the stars or the sun,I can run for just for pleasure and just for fun.I can run and never be tame,I can run but it's not the same.&amp;nbsp;Death came creeping, I tried to flee.Sometimes I feel I'll never be free.Blood comes spewing, death's plans brewingAnd what can i do if..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/889826/</link>
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			<title>The Titanic is going down, no that's me.....</title>
			<description>Hello, I&amp;rsquo;m calledFaith Alexandra Miracle McCall, My first name is because I was born with afatal disease called small-cell-lung-cancer and they said I would die within 3days, and then miraculously I lived a week then a month. The doctors called me Miracle(that explains my 2nd middl..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/886756/</link>
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			<title>Faith......</title>
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			<title>dead in the stars.</title>
			<description>A lost husband, found dead and now the lonely wife searches for her lifeless husband in the warm glowing stars...........</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/886734/</link>
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			<title>The bride in red!</title>
			<description>The wedding has been moved to an earlier date and Jacob is Alpha.</description>
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			<title>The easy way out.....</title>
			<description>BULLIES , all of them.&amp;nbsp;How can i bare to look apon my own face,When i was cast as a stranger in the horrid place.I am teased and taunted the spotty faced creature,Don't i have even one nice feature ?&amp;nbsp;Darkness stares my deep in the face,merciless to beat me in the race.I am the monster rise..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5- appetite- VOLTURNETS</title>
			<description>VOLTURNETS VERSES WOLVES AND VAMPS! Alice:I SAW IT!I saw the long sigh Arrow gave when he was told Bella waschanged and had survived it, I saw Jane tell him that the Cullen&amp;rsquo;s had to betaken down now before the grew to large to be able to stop the volturi.&amp;nbsp; Felix agreed..</description>
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			<title>POWERS ....</title>
			<description>POWERSEDWARD&amp;rsquo;SDIARY OF RENESMEE&amp;rsquo;S THOUGHTS:1/1/12RENESMEE age 3months and 22 days old born the 10/09/11Edward: Ilistened content into my beautiful baby girls thoughts, funny that in the begina little reluctant thinking my precious Bella would die in the process. N..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/864813/</link>
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			<title>Renesmee</title>
			<description>bella and edward's baby girl . This isn't what happens in the book guyss just some fun ideas I came up with. starts with edward writing a diary of Renesmee's thoughts as she can't speak yet </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/864682/</link>
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			<title>chapter-4 Appetite- edward</title>
			<description>I ripped Jasper off Bella , pulling his arms off my Bellascattered diamonds and shards of crystals,&amp;nbsp;Alice rushed in the door and held Jasper but obviously she couldn&amp;rsquo;t holdback the raging blood-thirsty vampire. Luckily Emmett could and Rosalie helpedwith Alice. They must have ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/bethany-cullen/863512/</link>
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			<title>Appetite chapter 3-BELLA</title>
			<description>Chapter 3-appetite Bella&amp;rsquo;s now speaking.Bella :Goodbye my perfect angel-faced darling, Edward I&amp;rsquo;ll be hereawaiting you. Then he was gone like a lightning bolt flashing through coldskies, I was alone but I didn&amp;rsquo;t worry I gave Alice a call, she was much toomoody..</description>
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			<description>&quot;NOO , how can you do this ? how can you look me in the eye and let me go ?&quot; i scowl into the almighty&amp;nbsp;God&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;yell.&quot; You are no longer needed&amp;nbsp;Mrs&amp;nbsp;Storm&amp;nbsp;&quot; The&amp;nbsp;Lord&amp;nbsp;spoke with a voice that disrupted the puple shady skies with painted red patches and&amp;nbsp;glowin..</description>
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