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It was late one night in Dublin, Ireland. The month was August and the year was 1825. Danny Mahoney was looking at himself in the old, tarnished vanity mirror that had been passed down through the generations of his family. (
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You love him, my child, I know you do…
But why? -
Her Childhood Sweetheart
By: Raoul Vicomte de Changyby opera ghostess 400 words, 18 comments, on Mar 28 4:47 PM 2006. In <200 paragraphs -
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you thought you could just play me like that? -
the tears come
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you swore to love me for all eternity
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II. Josh
I'm Josh. (I thought you might want to know that.)I'm 17 and I guess I'm pretty smart. I get all A's in, like, everything, and I looove physics, but I don't really -
I. Karen
Ok, was August 23, 2004 not, like, the best day ever? I got up that morning and I went to the mall with my friends, Heather and Kelly. Anywho, we're in the foodcour -
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“How can you be so defensive of that monster?!? That beast?!?” The words rang through my head, again and again. I had explained to Raoul de Changy how I had met and befriended
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