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  <author>
   <name>TheWritingGamer</name>
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  <published>2013-01-25T19:25:47-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-01-25T19:25:47-08:00</updated>
  <title>Life's Unfair</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/896697/TheWritingGamer'&gt;TheWritingGamer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Horror/'&gt;Horror&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Tragedy/Crime&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 573, Reviews: 2, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Running down the street, the man held back a sob. He wasn't prone to crying, but today was an exception. I wrote this because I was bored and I asked if my teacher if she had any story ideas, so she gave me a story starter sheet and I decided to write a story on the first starter I picked, it's a bit depressing for me, but a story's a story!</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>TheWritingGamer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/896697/</uri>
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  <published>2013-01-25T15:23:26-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-01-25T15:23:26-08:00</updated>
  <title>Don't Hate On Video Games!</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/896697/TheWritingGamer'&gt;TheWritingGamer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Essay/'&gt;Essay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Humor/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 737, Reviews: 3, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;It's annoying how people call people that play video games, geeks. So I was bored one day and wrote this during class, and just as a warning this is my first story that is persuading people, so it might not be that good so no flames please!... also, Don't Hate On Video Games dudes!</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>TheWritingGamer</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/896697/</uri>
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  <published>2013-01-25T03:42:58-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-01-25T03:42:58-08:00</updated>
  <title>Detectives and Cookies</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/896697/TheWritingGamer'&gt;TheWritingGamer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Humor/'&gt;Humor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Humor/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 649, Reviews: 2, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;5 detectives, one obsessed with cookies. I wrote this to study for my vocabulary test, and after that I decided to post it on here.</summary>
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