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      <title>8th Grade Winter Writing :) by Bethany Weston</title>
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      <description>Choose a prompt and start the story!! When you get to a suspenseful moment, STOP WRITING! Then take a look at a classmate&#39;s post and RESPOND to keep the story going.</description>
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      <pubDate>2021-12-15 17:42:46 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Ms. Weston</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>My hands pressed against the think domed glass and I looked at my livingroom from the mantelpiece above the fireplace. The room was twisted and warped by all the reflections. I started to panic. There was fake snow all around me. I had no idea how this happened but I knew... </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-12-15 19:51:29 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Brody Taylor</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>A sword sticking out of the snow, he walk up to and and grab it. The bitter cold of this night was stuck to the sword. although he had no gloves his hands gripped the cold handle of the sword as he walked through the woods, But he felt as if he wasn't alone....</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-12-15 19:56:54 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Tyler Hayslett</title>
         <author></author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Rudolf the red nose reindeer. he has been the best reindeer working for Santa for years. You walk up and ask Santa</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-12-15 19:57:11 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Alex Redd</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>...Tall hooded figure that fell down the chimney. It didn't look like any Santa you've ever seen, but you decided to attempt to speak to the figure. "Santa? Is that you?" you reached for his hand only to see claws. The figure opened its mouth and muttered under its breath...</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-12-15 20:00:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Daisy</title>
         <author></author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I was trapped inside my home. Outside was the most horrible winter. As I looked at the news, there was going to a strong snow storm coming. With only a burrito in my side, the only thing I could do is...</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-12-15 20:01:17 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Michelle Betancourt</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Large white man. I froze in horror, "Was there a robber in our house?" I thought. I couldn't help notice the man unusual clothing. He wore red and had a gigantic red hat with a fluffy, pearl white ball on the tip of the hat.&nbsp;"I have to get my phone to call the cops!", but then I realized I had left my phone upstairs. I tried to go back up the stairs as quietly as possible but then......</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-12-15 20:02:11 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Alex Redd</title>
         <author></author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>...Try to fend off the snow long enough to rush to the store and get more rations for the time being. I knew it would be rough but I had to do this if I wanted my siblings to have enough food to last the storm if the power went out completely. With a deep sigh I got into my warmest clothes and opened the door, only to see...</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-12-15 20:03:23 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Paige Smith</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/bweston2/in8g9s5lsc7tzwge/wish/1950337139</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>....that there had to be a way out. If I push the glass hard enough, maybe it would crack. I searched around the snow globe seeing if there was something that was sharp enough to crack it. I then found a........</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-12-15 20:04:29 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Theodore Voorhies (responding to first entry)</title>
         <author></author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>to terminate Blitzen.  He says "no". Frustrated, you decide to take it into your own hands. Ready for anything, you bring a jingly collar into his stable, but you are surprised to find, he isn't there. There's nothing but Donder, in a stable next to you, stalking you, awaiting your move. Santa has no choice but to eliminate his favorite reindeer, and you are cast into the frigid wastelands of the arctic: burning with a deep vengeance for all things Yuletide. For weeks you walk through a never-ending blizzard, surviving off nothing but your fiery rage, until one day, you spot a small blotch of light...</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-12-15 20:07:10 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Carmen K</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Gigantic Santa Clause putting presents down under the christmas tree. Santa? How did you get so big? She is very concerned and hides. Each time she picks out the corner of her eye she sees...</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-12-15 20:07:17 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Hailey</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/bweston2/in8g9s5lsc7tzwge/wish/1950342572</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>To somehow get the one and only Santa to give me a ride back home. I was all alone he was my only hope. "How could I get him to find me or even know I'm in trouble?" Just as I thought this couldn't get any worse...</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-12-15 20:07:31 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Round and round<br>And&nbsp;<br>Around the world,<br>Open,<br>but Inescapable<br>He stares<br>at us,&nbsp;<br>Shake<br>Shake<br>Shake</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-12-15 20:08:43 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>rudolph is his favorite, by the way</title>
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         <pubDate>2021-12-15 20:09:25 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Theodore Voorhies (responding to my own)</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/bweston2/in8g9s5lsc7tzwge/wish/1950378216</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>It's not an elf village as you imagined, but a military facility, in the Bering. You walk in, seeking refuge, but instead, you are experimented on, zapped, vivisected, and then put back together. Nobody thinks of you as a reindeer, but as a creature, nothing more. You become hardened to the fear of death, no longer scared of the next experiment. One day they leave the door open. You charge through it, not caring of the pain. One of your antlers cracks, but you don't care. they flare the prod, that they have used on you so many, many times, but you simply impale them, like a knife through cheese.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-12-15 20:30:17 UTC</pubDate>
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