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         <title>Tyler </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>Over the summer, I went on a camping trip up near Mount Gretna. The Camp was called Gretna Glen. One night we were all sitting there, and telling ghost stories. One of the most quietest little kids you would ever meet decided to tell one. He started off saying one night when he went to a party for his Uncle. He was only 6 or 7 and only had little experience with ghost stories he said. He talked about how his Uncle owned this business where they would slaughter pigs and sometimes eat that cooked. Then he said one day when the one time of the year party started, he decided to venture the place, ALL BY HIMSELF. He went into this one corner, where he could hear this scary clown music and creepy radio 40's music going on. When he went back there. He hid&nbsp; because he saw the head butcher there, and didn't want to be seen. He followed the butcher when the butcher into a back room, there was his own half sister hanging there by her feet, and her arms and feet were hacked off. He hid again looked back and&nbsp;heard the butcher slicing. He turned back again, and the blood was dripping from her neck. The butcher was probably ordered to kill her. He ran back but decided to get a knife from the other part of the kitchen, and then ran back, but the butcher was gone. The butcher came out of hiding and slit his throat. He immediately slashed his guts open and ate his intestines and started to rip his heart open and cut it open to eat all the sticky stuff and sucked his blood to the point where it was now over </p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2014-02-12 13:12:03 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Sarah Andrews</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>One day my brother was delivering newspaper and he was coming out and the door was locked. So he ended up putting both his elbows through the window. After he did that he had a piece of skin hanging off of one of his elbows and blood was gushing everywhere!.There were pieces of glass sticking out all over his elbows!!  I am actually glad i did not see it because i probably would have thrown up or did something else. My brother had to be put in a headlock for the doctors to be able to put the stitches in his elbows.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2014-02-12 13:08:47 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Barrett</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>When I was 7, my sister and I were outside collecting sticks that we liked.  Aside from collecting them, we also decided to sharpen them with the tools that were in the garage.  When we were done sharpening each one, we brought them back inside and put them on the floor in our living room.  At the time, we were having relatives over, and they were all so busy talking that they didn't notice the sharp sticks we piled on the floor in the living room.  A little later, our uncle was messing around with us on the couch in our living room.  When he was lightly jumping around on the couch with us, he suddenly lost his balance and fell off.  When we saw him next, he was on the ground in pain, his leg impaled by a sharp stick.  Not only was there a stick that went fully through his calf from one side to the other, his kneecap had popped out of its socket and was shifted to what almost looked like his hamstring.  No one was sure if we should pull it out, so he had to lie there for the next 10 minutes with a stick in his leg, until the ambulance arrived.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2014-02-12 13:05:14 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Kristina</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>Zachs birthday party was fun. Until we all went outside. Zach and his friend Bridger decided to play around with the ax. I told them not to get to rough because something might happen. What happen was Zach had the ax and Bridger was holding wood to get chopped for the fire. Well Bridger didnt move his hand out of the way fast enough and his nerve and ligament in his hand got sliced. his finger was just hanging by a piece of skin. I was crying cause well that was really weird. There was blood like everywhere it was raining from his finger.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2014-02-12 13:07:20 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>daishan</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>True story when i was in the 5th grade I had a teacher that had a snake. His name was Mr.yolder. so one day he said he'll bring in the snake if we get 1000 ticket. we had this ticket thing that if you finish your work before everybody you get 30 tickets. We got all of the tickets in two weeks. so the next day was friday so he bring in his snake to feed it in front of us. When he started feeding it the first one was gushing blood. When the snake bit it and the second on we had to wait till after lunch but it was not bleeding that much</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2014-02-12 13:08:18 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>MRS. WHITLEY</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>True story.   I was driving down the road as a new teenage driver in my dad's truck.  A cat bounded into the road in front of my vehicle.  It got crunched under my tires.  I stopped the car to see what happened, and I found the cat on the road, gasping for air, meowing pathetically, with all of its internal organs spread on the street.  I didn't know what to do.  I was alone.  I could see that the cat was suffering, so I did what any truly merciful person would do.  I got back in my truck, crying so profusely that I could hardly see, and drove over the cat again and again until it was out of its misery.</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2014-02-12 12:52:42 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>GROSS CONTEST</title>
         <author>erica_whitley</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>TELL A TRUE STORY ABOUT SOMETHING GROSS.  ALL FACTS MUST BE TRUE ABOUT YOUR STORY.  WE WILL VOTE ON THE ONE THAT "INDUCED" THE MOST EMOTIONAL REACTION IN US.  :)</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2014-02-12 12:50:25 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Kiana Beltran&amp;nbsp;</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>My Sister was sick and i felt bad so i went to give her a kiss and she threw up in my mouth. </p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2014-02-12 13:06:13 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>shery</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>my true story is of a fire call that it was my first accident it was cause buy a guy riding his motorcycle drunk and was over the speed limit he flip over a car he broke his neck and back and before he we got to seen a guy driving and texting and wasn't paying any attention and  ran over the guys head it was the grosses thing ive seen so i was scared to sleep for days but then i talked to my cheif  about it and he was going through the same thing and we talked for about a hour and the worse part of this the guy  on the motorcycle  was only 19  and the guy who ran over the guy was 18 and he was my neighbor  and he has 2 more years in g</p><p>jail to go please don't text and drive and don't drive drunk!</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2014-02-12 13:05:40 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Tyler G</title>
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         <pubDate>2014-02-12 13:12:04 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Vote Results</title>
         <author>erica_whitley</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<p>Daishan X</p><p>Kiana</p><p>Tyler XXX 3rd place</p><p>Kristina XXXX 2nd Place</p><p>Sheryl XXXXX 1st Place</p><p>Sarah</p><p>Barrett XXXX 2nd Place</p>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2014-02-12 13:51:55 UTC</pubDate>
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