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		<title>By: Stacymk</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Oct 2008 09:56:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The dog barked at the neighbor walking down the street.  It wasn&#039;t a friendly bark, but one that would scare almost anyone. What did the dog see?

There was a shadow cast of a large man on the paint chipped white fence.

Lassie never barked unless there was a reason. And this time was no exception.  Something was wrong and Lassie knew it. The bark startled the man.

Then man ducked behind the old truck, trying to get out of sight of the old

dog, but Lassie could still sense him there.  Coming closer.  Lassie startled the man and he bolted down the street.  She jumped over the white chipped fence and caught her paws on the top of it like always, doing a face plant into 

the soft grass.  She had barked for a reason.  She had done this before, in fact, it was her entertainment.  Tomorrow Lassie would scare another person and end up fact down in the soft grass.</description>
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<p>The dog barked at the neighbor walking down the street.  It wasn&#8217;t a friendly bark, but one that would scare almost anyone. What did the dog see?</p>
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<p>There was a shadow cast of a large man on the paint chipped white fence.</p>
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<p>Lassie never barked unless there was a reason. And this time was no exception.  Something was wrong and Lassie knew it. The bark startled the man.</p>
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<p>Then man ducked behind the old truck, trying to get out of sight of the old</p>
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<p>dog, but Lassie could still sense him there.  Coming closer.  Lassie startled the man and he bolted down the street.  She jumped over the white chipped fence and caught her paws on the top of it like always, doing a face plant into </p>
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<p>the soft grass.  She had barked for a reason.  She had done this before, in fact, it was her entertainment.  Tomorrow Lassie would scare another person and end up fact down in the soft grass.
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		<title>By: Tyler Miller</title>
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		<description>&quot;6:00 aalready?! I&#039;m so tired! I need to get to sleep earlier. Three hours a night isn&#039;t going to cut it.&quot; he said
Should I skip class and get a couple more hours of sleep, or force myself out of bed?
I thought longingly of french toast, but pushed myself out of bed and into my uniform lest I be late for the dreaded zero-gravity combat course.
It wasn&#039;t quite time to leave, so I looked in the mirror to see what
Scary beast had risen from my bed today. I looked a little older, but somehow a little better looking than the night before. Just as I thought,
the elixir had been doing it&#039;s job. And where were the dire consequenses he had warned me of? They didn&#039;t exist, I wondered what his interior motives could have been.
It was then that the consequences set in. Hair began to grow on my back, I was transforming, but this wasn&#039;t 
like he said it would be, this was much worse. I can&#039;t go to the combat course. I have to get down to the cave of wonders to find Stacy&#039;s mom. She&#039;s got it goin on and she&#039;ll help me get rid of this.</description>
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<p>&#8220;6:00 aalready?! I&#8217;m so tired! I need to get to sleep earlier. Three hours a night isn&#8217;t going to cut it.&#8221; he said<br />
Should I skip class and get a couple more hours of sleep, or force myself out of bed?<br />
I thought longingly of french toast, but pushed myself out of bed and into my uniform lest I be late for the dreaded zero-gravity combat course.<br />
It wasn&#8217;t quite time to leave, so I looked in the mirror to see what<br />
Scary beast had risen from my bed today. I looked a little older, but somehow a little better looking than the night before. Just as I thought,<br />
the elixir had been doing it&#8217;s job. And where were the dire consequenses he had warned me of? They didn&#8217;t exist, I wondered what his interior motives could have been.<br />
It was then that the consequences set in. Hair began to grow on my back, I was transforming, but this wasn&#8217;t<br />
like he said it would be, this was much worse. I can&#8217;t go to the combat course. I have to get down to the cave of wonders to find Stacy&#8217;s mom. She&#8217;s got it goin on and she&#8217;ll help me get rid of this.
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