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			<title>2</title>
			<description>Growing up, Peyton never would have expected to live within walking distance of her mother. It was refreshing to walk down the street of her home town, listening to the robins and sparrows sing. The cars passing by created a nice breeze every once in a while, if not leaving a puff of stench to make ..</description>
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			<title>From Good to Bad</title>
			<description>Kelsey couldn't believe how wonderful today had been. Sure there had been a couple down sides, but over all, it had been great. She couldn't remember a day quite as good.The warm breeze felt good on her face. She decided to walk home instead of riding the bus. She was about to pass the ally way betw..</description>
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			<title>1</title>
			<description>&quot;Mom, I'm at work.&quot; Petyon looked back at her class, seeing thirty-two students staring back at her. A couple of them snickered.&amp;nbsp;Laugh it up kids, at least I don't have to wear those uniforms.She worked at a private school where all the kids wore plaid and button-up shirts. Luckily there wasn't..</description>
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			<title>Prelude</title>
			<description>My name is Peyton Emmerson. My father left when I was ten years-old, so my mother has been raising me and my brother, Darien, and doing a damn god job at it. I live in the same town I grew up in next door to the same boyfriend I've been dating since we were freshmen in high school.I never dreamed th..</description>
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			<title>Call Me, Haunt Me; Stay Clam</title>
			<description>Peyton's mother is having to cut people off at work and gets killed because of it. Peyton begins getting letters from the killed, and finds herself writing him back.</description>
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			<title>Dealing with the Ex.</title>
			<description>Kelsey felt herself floating in pure nothingness. She knew what had happened. She used to pass out all the time, but never from being too happy. Faintly, in the back of her mind, she could hear someone talking to her. She focused on that voice so she could get back. Soon, after what felt lik..</description>
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			<title>Morning</title>
			<description>June 5</description>
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			<title>The Good Day</title>
			<description>Kelsey was a misfit at Oakland High. She didn't hang out with the popular crowd, had few friends, and guys didn't like her. But everything changed when Max Peace asked her on a date.
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