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<title>Clumsy</title>
<description>&#38;#34;I think you&#38;#39;re going to need this,&#38;#34; my maid of honor, Krista, said, coming toward me with a little Dixi paper cup in her hand.

	I sighed and took it. &#38;#34;Thank God.&#38;#34; I gulped down the contents, which sent a shiver down my spine and made my jaw ache for a second. 

	Suddenly, everyone in the room froze as the sound of the org...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Mon, 28 Dec 2009 13:40:03 EST</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/681288</link>
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<title>Automation (Winner!)</title>
<description>The sound of the glass shattering beneath our feet was the last straw. I had heard that sound way too many times.
	
&#38;#34;Dammit, John, I can&#38;#39;t do this anymore!&#38;#34; I said, once our backs settled on the metal bottom of the trailer. I struggled to get up and stared up at the window we just fell through. Smoke covered the sky in a cloud and I ...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 12:12:01 EST</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/680763</link>
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<title>Thief</title>
<description>&#38;#34;Have you seen my lipstick? It was here a minute ago.&#38;#34; I spun in circles, looking all over my room for the cherry red lipstick that I set on the bed a moment ago.
	
Krystal shrugged, her attention focused more on her reflection in the mirror than on my missing make-up. &#38;#34;You&#38;#39;re always losing things.&#38;#34;
	
&#38;#34;Am not! Things ju...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 17:15:11 EST</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/675481</link>
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<title>Mime</title>
<description>&#38;#34;Do you think they suspect anything?&#38;#34; Mark asked as he stepped up to the glass and looked out at the community below him. 
	
&#38;#34;Of course not. You know they&#38;#39;re not smart enough.&#38;#34; Amy didn&#38;#39;t look out with him. After spending so many hours watching the humans live their pathetically routine lives, just glancing down into thei...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Sep 2009 20:59:54 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/668753</link>
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<title>Do Not Cross</title>
<description>I couldn&#38;#39;t look as they wheeled the body away. I wasn&#38;#39;t afraid. It was nothing like that. I just figured she wouldn&#38;#39;t want me to see her in that state. You know, for the last time. 
	
I knew who did it. Everyone did. It was only a matter of time before the police asked enough questions and were pointed in the right direction. Everyone knew ...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 22:26:59 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/667514</link>
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<title>Wolf</title>
<description>A scream echoed through the forest. I tried to ignore it, tried to move on like he&#38;#39;d told me to. But how could I keep going when I knew there was so much pain racing through him?
	
&#38;#34;Sarah, don&#38;#39;t you dare go back! You heard what he said! He&#38;#39;ll kill you.&#38;#34;
	
I was almost certain that was a lie. Just because he wasn&#38;#39;t human...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2009 09:20:05 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/667244</link>
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<title>Mental</title>
<description>I was asleep when they came, just like every other day. There wasn&#38;#39;t much to do in a padded room. They watched me for a moment, in their white coats, a huge contrast to the dirty jacket that stretched across my chest.

&#38;#34;You know, this jacket is pretty uncomfortable.&#38;#34; I looked up at the two male &#38;#34;doctors&#38;#34; that visited me.

D...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 15:48:17 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/666038</link>
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<title>Rush</title>
<description>&#38;#34;I can&#38;#39;t believe we&#38;#39;re doing this. Why do you even want to be in this stupid fraternity anyway?&#38;#34; Keith hissed at Chase as they made their way into the darkness of the Howard Mansion. The shadow of the large house spanned across the entire front yard in the rays of moonlight that flooded down on it. 

&#38;#34;We said we were gonna be...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 15:47:19 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/665673</link>
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<title>Death Day</title>
<description>&#38;#34;I can&#38;#39;t believe anyone could screw up this bad! Why did you take her so early!&#38;#34;

I woke to a bright light and the sound of loud voices. I was feeling a bit groggy, even more so than usual. &#38;#34;Where am I?&#38;#34;

The loud voice I&#38;#39;d heard upon awakening answered me. &#38;#34;You&#38;#39;re in Heaven.&#38;#34;

I sighed. At least now I knew I was...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 15:45:23 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/665293</link>
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<title>The Oak</title>
<description>I saw her sitting against The Oak. There was a rumor going around campus that the The Oak had some sort of tree cancer. They would have to cut it down soon.

I&#38;#39;d seen her and Jack fighting in the dining hall. They weren&#38;#39;t exactly discreet when it came to their lover&#38;#39;s quarrels. They&#38;#39;d yelled loudly about whether or not he was che...[Read Full Post]</description>
<pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 15:44:57 EDT</pubDate>
<link>http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/665001</link>
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