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         <title>Addison Gutow “The fattest kid in the class, flopping on the mat like a giant ravioli.” From the book SLOB. </title>
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         <title>In the shadow of the sun</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Simon sounded as if he was trying to assemble a puzzle.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-02-07 18:52:36 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>“New Moon”  -Somya Sakalle</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I felt like I was trapped in one of those terrifying nightmares, the one where you have to run, run till you lungs burst, but you can’t make your body move fast enough.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-02-07 18:53:34 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Pants Project</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“It’s LIKE a sixth sense” (66).<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-02-07 18:53:38 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Wallceed was like a robot</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-02-07 18:53:39 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>FnaF The Silver Eyes- Dushaun</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“The metal skin was cold as ice”<br>"He flipped the arcade game like it was a toy”<br>"His skin was pale as a vampire”</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-02-07 18:53:42 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Insignificant Events in the Life of a Cactus - Kate</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>People were&nbsp;<em>always&nbsp;</em>doing that— like if they looked down at my torso for longer than a split second, they would turn into stone. Like my torso was actually Medusa's head.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-02-07 18:54:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>“New Moon” -Somya Sakalle (I found another one) </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The skin was soft and withered, bent into a thousand tiny creases that clung gently to the bone underneath. Like a dried apricot, but with a puff of thick white hair standing out in a cloud around it.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-02-07 18:57:05 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Children of Willesden Lane -Eva Kola</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“Your aunt Lisa is a wonderful pianist-just like your grandmother....”</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-02-07 19:01:56 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The Pants Project - Elena</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“It felt as if a baby hedgehog was borrowing inside my throat” (69)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-02-07 19:02:23 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Horizon - Noah - Khan</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>It leaned into an unhurried turn as it climbed, slicing through the sky like a vast, graceful blade.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-02-07 19:02:32 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title></title>
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         <pubDate>2018-02-07 19:03:37 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>The War that Saved my Life -Sneha Nandwani</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The eyes of an angel, and the soul of an imp,"(3) METAPHOR </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-02-07 19:06:47 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>In the shadow of the sun</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“Simon sounded as if he was trying to assemble a puzzle” page 82<br>"Simon’s voice was raised, like he was arguing in debate club” page 81<br><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2018-02-07 19:07:15 UTC</pubDate>
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