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		<title>Short Stories</title>
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		<description>Need help wrapping up your short story? Having writer's block and trying to get some fresh ideas? Post your story here and other users will comment in The Editor's Desk section.</description>
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			<title>Choices</title>
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			<dc:creator>Sim</dc:creator>
			<description>Jacqueline McClain sat up with a start and looked to her bedside table where her radio was playing a song that screamed from the nearest rock station. She would be late for work if she didn’t hurry, and she didn’t want to give her boss any more reason to be wary.

She was young, 18 to be exact, so she didn’t have a great amount of job experience in the first place. It would barely hurt her boss if she were fired – he would only need a sign that posted ‘help wanted’ on the outside of the restaurant.  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 19:56:55 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Premonition</title>
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			<dc:creator>Sim</dc:creator>
			<description>Bombs flying everywhere. Destruction. Madness. People were screaming, crying; hearts and souls being metaphorically ripped to shreds. Blood was spilling – too much blood. Families destroyed, lovers torn, ripped apart. People calling names . . . ‘Ayan, Ayan -’

&quot;Ayan Alucard!” My head jerked up. It was another dream, premonition.

I looked up at the teacher, Ms. Halloway, but gave no other sign that I heard her. She was on the young side, but tremendously stern. It was almost an unspoken  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 19:53:57 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Life Is War [Working Title]</title>
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			<dc:creator>DayDreamer</dc:creator>
			<description>That title is very experimental. I just came up with it now randomly to have at least something, but I'm not too satisfied with it and it'll most likely change many times more.



Ok so this is my story in the works at the moment. I'd say it'll be at the higher end of length for a short story, but still within generally accepted bounds.



This is the heavily censored version, with even the lesser foul words censored out with '*'s. When the age-restricted section is in working order, the  ...</description>
			<category>Short Stories</category>
			<pubDate>Mon, 14 Jul 2008 11:24:14 GMT</pubDate>
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