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      <title>Final Project by Samantha Pollydore</title>
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      <pubDate>2016-05-18 15:20:20 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Social Problems</title>
         <author>wxlfsam</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/wxlfsam/p5c2toh5e5os/wish/111484134</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>‘’It’s too hot outside, but too cold in the office.’’<br><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “It’s too cold outside, but we don’t have any heating.’’<br><br></div><div>“I got new shoes, but it hurts to break them in.”<br><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “I wanted shoes, but my mom said they’re for rich men.”<br><br></div><div>“I had to park far from the door.”<br><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “I have to walk two miles to get us water.”<br><br></div><div>“There’s nothing on TV.”<br><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “I don’t know what that is.”<br><br></div><div>“My phone’s about to die.”<br><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; “And so are many kids.” &nbsp;<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-05-18 15:20:37 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Rhyming piece</title>
         <author>wxlfsam</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/wxlfsam/p5c2toh5e5os/wish/111484245</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>I don’t really know why I am the way I am<br><br></div><div>I don’t really know why everyone calls me Sam<br><br></div><div>I don’t really know why I like sweet ham<br><br></div><div>But I do know that I don’t give a damn<br><br></div><div>And I actually kind of like being the way I am<br><br></div><div>And I like the fact that people call me Sam<br><br></div><div>Because that’s who I am.<br><br></div><div>&nbsp; &nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-05-18 15:21:08 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>.
Extended metaphor</title>
         <author>wxlfsam</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/wxlfsam/p5c2toh5e5os/wish/111484405</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Depression is a darkness you can’t get away from<br><br></div><div>No matter how fast you run.<br><br></div><div>Depression is your rain cloud that out even when there’s sun.<br><br></div><div>Depression is the reason people say I’m ‘’no fun’’ &nbsp;<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-05-18 15:21:49 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Questioning
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         <author>wxlfsam</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/wxlfsam/p5c2toh5e5os/wish/111484530</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Why do they treat teenagers like this?<br><br></div><div>Why do they treat us like children but expect us to act like adults?<br><br></div><div>But when we do act childish tell us to grow up?<br><br></div><div>Why do they say we have no worries?<br><br></div><div>Don’t they know we’re stressed enough?<br><br></div><div>Haven’t they been through this stuff?<br><br></div><div>At least that’s what they say. &nbsp;<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-05-18 15:22:24 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>My House</title>
         <author>wxlfsam</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/wxlfsam/p5c2toh5e5os/wish/113697870</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>The moment I walk into my house I feel at peace.<br><br>No ones usually home, except for my brother.<br><br>But when my mom comes home its like every bit of peace and happiness leaves the room.&nbsp;<br>The second her key touches the doorknob.<br><br>She ain’t even open the door and she yelling’.<br><br>And the house don’t even be dirty.<br>And then she get mad ‘cause she “tired of yellin’Like, No ones asking you to yell.<br>Then, she wanna get mad because I don’t cook.<br>When she barely cook herself.<br>Talkin’ ‘bout “You’re a young lady, you should be learning these things”&nbsp;<br>Using that as an excuse to be lazy.<br>But its okay though.<br>We still got internet.<br>We got food.<br>Its all good.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2016-06-05 10:03:34 UTC</pubDate>
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