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      <pubDate>2016-10-28 12:42:40 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Jaydin DaRosa</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I roamed around as the sun heated my skin. The smell of pine overwhelmed my skin. A cool breeze hit my skin and my skin tingled at it. I heard the birds chirping as the went by. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:52:41 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Leah Perkins</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>As I walked into the bright room I see the place packed so I head down the rows of bleachers to find a seat but I couldn't so I roamed around for about five minutes looking for a seat, I finally found one I sat down and started cheering as they came out</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:53:27 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Noah Horton</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>He was lost surrounded by trees breathless in the barren woods, the nature was comforting yet he was still overwhelmed by the existential, endless amount of forest that laid before him. Not a mouse roamed that day in the woods he was alone trapped mentally exhausted and tarnished from the weight laid on his shoulders&nbsp; .</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:54:56 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Alyssa Caruolo</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I sat up out of bed, rubbing my eyes, waiting for them to adjust to the bright beam of sunlight peaking at me through my window. I sat up, listening to the birds sing.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:55:46 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Kyra Cruz</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Opening her door was shocking. She invited me into her room anxiously, but I couldn't find anywhere to step. I didn't want to take too long searching, in fear that I might have offended her, so I began my first step. Afraid to crush anything that may have been under those piles of clothes, I tiptoed to the chair in the small clear corner of her room. Thankfully the only crunch under I heard from under my foot was a box of popcorn. As I plopped down in the beanbag chair and a whiff of old pizza and dirty socks sprayed out.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:55:58 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Xavier Lavoie </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Seeing people&nbsp; walk to work on busy streets,Hearing Pigeons cooing , People yelling , cars Beeping by .&nbsp; Seeing vendors with food carts Serving grilled hot dogs or burgers &nbsp; and the aroma filling the air with the smells of -0=[pfood , god I love New York&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:56:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Leigha Chadwick</title>
         <author>leigha_2020</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>As I walked through, I could hear the sound of crunching coming from my feet. The crows screaming above has they fly by my head. There were Huge pieces of wood surrounding me everywhere I stepped. Leaves were falling down and the wind blowing my hair. When I look up I could see little pieces of blue and green branches&nbsp;that were covering the sky. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:56:10 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>John PIna </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>When I walked into the concert I heard a loud rumble from the stands. It was so loud my ears started to bleed.&nbsp; As I arrived I felt the heat coming from the arena. It felt like I walked into a microwave at the moment. The announcer introduced Drake, my chair started to shake from everyone in the crowd stomping.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:56:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Olivia Phillips </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>As I woke I was not able to hear the soft chirps of the blue jays outside, neither could I hear the warm fizzing from the old coffee machine. I had realized that I had woken up to early, so I slipped back under my rosey warm sheets to sleep for as long as I could before I could hear my beeping alarm. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:57:43 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Richard Koerner </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Lisa came to school on Friday morning. All I could smell was garbage.I could see that she had these old threadbare close on that day. All i could taste was the toast i had for breakfast.Her whole bag was all sticky. &nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:57:55 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>paija gibson</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>As I walked in the movies I see a bunch of people waiting for a ticket to see the movie , as i walked through them I smell their odor and the food they have in their hand as they yell into my ear when i walk by. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:58:07 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Dulce Moscoso </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Walking on a path where I can hear the birds crying from above, hearing the leaves crunching every time I step more into the path and seen this tall things around me with an orange&nbsp;and red color I felt even more shorter been around these tall thing</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:58:27 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Lailani Sainvil</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>When I walk into her room I see trash on the floor that must have been there for days because it started to smell. Shoes on and under the bed, plates with leftover food still on it, trash and wrinkled paper on the desk in the corner. Then as she looks around she says to me "My dog is in here somewhere.". </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:58:41 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Sarah Lupo </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Squinting my eyes as I see the bright light shining through my room had woken me up. I lean over my bed and slowly put my feet down the freezing floor this  left me with chills.   </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:58:47 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Emily Panagopoulos</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I stepped inside Abby's small blue room. A pile of gross dirty laundry took over a corner of her room.A dusty book laid in the middle of her floor surrounded by everything you can imagine from clothes, to shoes to papers. Abby moved over to her closet, and opened it up. With a bunch of loud bangs books, shoes, clothes, games, everything fell out of the closet. She picked up the game we wanted, kicked the pile away from the door, and shut the closet with a forcefull push that sent a noise through the house. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:59:08 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Sofia Rosa</title>
         <author>srosa01_20</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Those clothes reminded me of an unraveled, crumbled piece of paper. I have never seen any article of clothing like it. I wonder what he did with those clothes when he got home. At the same time, I felt bad for him. He was teased not just for his clothes, but for his personality. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:59:39 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Xavier B</title>
         <author>xbrow_20</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>When I looked far into the gloomy, dark, quiet, and cold night, I shined my high powered flashlight to the left and in the distance I saw rich green, darlk brown</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 11:59:58 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Barrington medeiros</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>i motioned toward the doors after getting my ticket and quickly got through to the theater room and saw countless crowds of people i squeezed through and sat down next to a woman with a terrible odor and hair that was shedding like a man in there sixties.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 12:02:18 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Kanon Richards</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I looked across the vast hillside and saw the infinite number of trees. Birds chirped high in the treetops and the scent of pine was heavy in the cool morning air.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-11-03 12:02:57 UTC</pubDate>
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