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    Warning: If you plan on attending this movie, and do want to feel some aspect of pity and/or adulation towards Bella, do not read this article. It contains spoilers and might cause you to suffer a severe case of disillusionment. I must admit that when I saw New Moon, I was disappointed. Not b...
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    As the class wearily trudged to their final period of the day on the first day of seventh grade, they anticipated yet another droning teacher in a hot and humid classroom. What these students didn't expect was Melinda Nagy. From the first day of school, her class was unique and unusual. Whether thro...
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    A shudder ran through the trees. The wind howled a peculiar howl as the moon slinked above. A shadow crept through the streets, extinguishing light from the world. It swept through the grass, its dark, red eyes searching for a new prey, Viciously had it devoured the first, ignoring screams of ...
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    Sitting in the kitchen, silent but for the steady hum of the fridge, resting upon the chair: my back upon its back, my arms resting on its arms. Over-burdened counters sagging with packages Unattended to, forgotten and left. the voices in the background, fading in and out. Doors slam...
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    Alone, with vacuous eyes staring blindly. Quiet, but for tumultuous noises inside an already befuddled mind. Silently, I sit, brow furrowed, lost in thought, in an engulfing emptiness that I have created, and I know that I have a secret, and t...
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    In the steady stillness of rain, I sit and stare, solitary, yet for the sudden Sound of splashing beneath my window. Silently I watch, steadily I wait. alone I sit by the window. As the clouds storm fury and fear, my tears slide in unison with the sky's above onto my window. Sigh...

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