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 <title>FictionPress.com - Blondi142's fanfiction</title>
 <subtitle>Story feed for writer: Blondi142</subtitle>
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 <updated>2009-11-27T04:15:39-08:00</updated>
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  <author>
   <name>Blondi142</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/602639/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2009-06-21T22:17:52-08:00</published>
  <updated>2009-06-21T22:17:52-08:00</updated>
  <title>Remembering Sunday</title>
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  <category term="Young Adult"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Drama"/>
  <category term="Hurt/Comfort"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/602639/Blondi142'&gt;Blondi142&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Young_Adult/'&gt;Young Adult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Drama/Hurt/Comfort&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 2,283, Reviews: 0 
Updated: 6-21-09, Published: 6-21-09&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Jamie wakes early on Thursday morning. Groggily, he rolls over eyeing down the alarm clock on his bedside table. The alarm clock laser prints the time 2:00 a.m. into his brain. Glowing a bright fluorescent green, 2:00 a.m. had become the hour of angels an</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Blondi142</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/602639/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-03-13T17:03:51-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-03-13T17:03:51-08:00</updated>
  <title>The World is a Stage</title>
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  <category term="Young Adult"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="Drama"/>
  <category term="Tragedy"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/602639/Blondi142'&gt;Blondi142&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Young_Adult/'&gt;Young Adult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: Drama/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 293, Reviews: 0 
Updated: 3-13-08, Published: 3-13-08&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;This is not the role she chose to play.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Blondi142</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/602639/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-03-13T16:55:26-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-03-13T16:55:26-08:00</updated>
  <title>Demons</title>
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  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-03-13:story.2488485</id>
  <category term="Young Adult"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: K+"/>
  <category term="Drama"/>
  <category term="Hurt/Comfort"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/602639/Blondi142'&gt;Blondi142&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Young_Adult/'&gt;Young Adult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Genres: Drama/Hurt/Comfort&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 419, Reviews: 0 
Updated: 3-13-08, Published: 3-13-08&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;All I wanted was to know that it would be okay. So I tell myself this now. “Everything is alright, it was just a nightmare.”</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>Blondi142</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/602639/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-03-10T19:55:35-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-03-10T19:55:35-08:00</updated>
  <title>To Whom It May Concern:</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2487236/1/To_Whom_It_May_Concern"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-03-10:story.2487236</id>
  <category term="Young Adult"/>
  <category term="English"/>
  <category term="Fiction Rated: T"/>
  <category term="General"/>
  <category term="Drama"/>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/602639/Blondi142'&gt;Blondi142&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Category: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Young_Adult/'&gt;Young Adult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Language: English, Fiction Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Genres: General/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 811, Reviews: 3 
Updated: 3-10-08, Published: 3-10-08&lt;br&gt;Status: Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Addressing this like a letter makes it seem so formal. Average. Typical. Monotonous. This is not your normal story. It’s not that perfect little children’s story, or the scene from your favorite play. Nor is it that book you keep on your nightstand.</summary>
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