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      <title>Tone Challenge - 6th  by Cassandra Whitefield</title>
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      <pubDate>2017-09-19 21:05:48 UTC</pubDate>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 18:49:33 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Tone-Original</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The toddler always held her mothers hand. While they crossed the street,walked through the store and even when they walked on the sidewalk next to their house.But as the child grew up,she became less attached to her mother .She no longer walked on the sidewalk by their house with her mother and they no longer spent hours downtown shopping for each other.The girl and her mother had never been so far apart.<br>Nathaly Orosco,Addie  Shannon ,Maddie Foley </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 18:50:47 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>JR, Bralynn- Original</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Two people sat at a table in the coffee shop. They sat while holding hands from across the table. They couldn't stop smiling and looking into each other's eyes. They were a very loving couple, and loved each other very much. Almost every day they would go to the coffee shop after work just to see each other, half the time they didn't even drink any coffee or get something to eat unless they were sharing it.<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 18:51:17 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>JR, Bralynn- Revised</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Two people sat at a table in a coffee shop. They sat there not even looking into each others faces. They couldn't stop avoiding each others eyes, they weren't even smiling. They had a sad past and were very uncomfortable sitting next to each after not seeing each other for 3 years. They never talked to each other and had been avoiding each other all this time.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 18:57:43 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Original</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>This boy named Bryon, found a note in a bottle outside his house. He opened up the note and was surprised at what he found. Bryon´s ex best friend wrote him a letter about the argument they had the day before. The note his ex friend wrote to him said that he was always right and was the smarter of the two of them. Bryon felt mad and sad, so he started to talk down on his friend inside of his head as he threw the note on the ground and walked inside to write a mean letter of his own.<br> -Ella, Joanna, and Sarah<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 18:59:27 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Tone-Final </title>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 19:02:55 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Tone-Final</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The toddler always held her mothers hand.While they crossed the street ,walked through the store ,and even when they walked on the sidewalk next to their house.The mother would always find ways to embarrass the little girl and make rude remarks .The little girl never knew what her mother was saying, but as the child grew up and understood her mother's intentions ,she became less attached .She no longer walked on the sidewalk by their house with her mother and they no longer spent hours downtown shopping for each other .The girl resented her mother because of her years of hurtful words,and the girl and her mother have never felt so far apart .<br>Nathaly Orosco,Addie Shannon ,Maddie Foley </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 19:03:47 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Rudy, Savannah, LOUD kid-Original</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>A boy took a stroll around the beach. A shiny object caught his eye so he went to investigate. As he got closer he realized it was a bottle, but not just any bottle it had a note in it! With the fresh breeze of the ocean winds and the bottle in his,hand it reminded him of the time when he and his dad let a drift a bottle of there own.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 19:04:13 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>original tone by Noah H. abby g. jocelynn </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The detective didn’t put much thought into the murder. The detective just took a few passing glances at the blood on the floor and jumped to too many conclusions. Because of this, the detective’s assumptions led him to think the wrong person guilty let alone the actual victim. Because the detective had recently made astounding breakthroughs on his recent cases, his success had gotten to his head. Now his demise was his fault.</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 19:08:48 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Rudy, Savannah, LOUD kid-Revised</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>A boy took a stroll around the beach. A shiny object caught his eye so he went to investigate. As he got closer he realized it was a bottle, but not just any bottle it had a note in it! With the salty breeze that reminded him of his good for nothing father, that would eat a lot of potato chips and spent his nights at the pub instead of caring for his wife that had cancer. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 19:08:56 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>     Revised -Ella, Joanna, Sarah</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div> There once was this boy named Bryon, who found a note in a bottle on his front porch.  He opened and read the note and found that it was from his ex best friend, Ethan. Bryon hadn´t heard from Ethan in weeks, not that he wanted to with the argument they had a few weeks ago.  Bryon was shocked  to find that the note had an uplifting writing on it. Ethan was apologizing for what he had said previously. Bryon wondered why Ethan had sent such a jolly letter. As Bryon read more and more, he came to a conclusion that something devastating had happened to Ethan. He figured that is why they had the fight in the first place, and stopped talking. At the very end of the letter Bryon found that Ethan´s mother had passed away. Bryon was confused and suddenly had a loss of words. Bryon immediately felt he should write Ethan back. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 19:10:42 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>ORIGINAL- tanner, lincoln, jacob</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>It was a clear and sunny day. My friends and i planned a picnic and a day at the park. We ate and enjoyed our day off. My friends and i acted like children, engaging in activities like swings, slides, and monkey bars. You could say our actions were childish or immature but they were fun and gave us a much needed break. </div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 19:14:41 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Charles the angle master and Julia and Dale </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>As detective Dale Martin stared at the large puddle of blood on the ground he blurted out “Yeah, that guy is probably dead.” “Dale!! You can’t just say that!” His commanding officer exclaimed. “Sorry Boss, I’m just being frank.” Dale said. As CSI came in too check out the crime scene, they identified the blood as the missing person. Dale went outside to address the news reporters. “It is my unpopular opinion that we will not be able to find the victim, and that most likely this guy is dead. </div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 19:15:21 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Jocelynn A. Abby G. Noah H. Revised </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>    The sirens blared from patroled cares. You could hear a distressed  women crying in the distance, I couldn’t tell where she was as I entered the crime scene. ‘Detective Rodger, over here!” someone called over where the body was. I maneuvered my way through the crowd to where the body was located. I frowned at the sight of the lifeless little boy who laid in front of me.<br>    i, Detective Hayden searched through the old case files looking for the specific one she wanted to open up again. "Ah ha"! I shouted alerting other detectives in the room, i ducked my head saying sorry. i took the case and my evidence and got to work. a several weeks later i received a warrant for the arrest of detective   roger for the murder of his child</div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 19:16:02 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Original            Keriel, Robert:), SamanthaThe detective found blood on the floor. Next thing he knew there was an ambulance and a herd of police cars at the crime scene. They got an ID on the victim, his name was Giggles. The detective went to the house of Giggles, where he met Giggles’ wife. He told her straight up “Mrs. blah blah blah….” ,he said, “Your husband was rushed to the hospital where he unfortunately died to the loss of blood”. Mrs. blah blah blah started to sob, “I am sorry for your loss”.</title>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 19:18:59 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Coffee Shop- Alexia, Cassidy, Matthew/ Revised</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Two people sat at a table in a coffee shop. The coffee shop was a small shop on the corner of Main St. Inside of the coffee shop there was a couple Calvin, and Jackie. They were on a coffee date, trying to get to know each other. Bother were being extremely flirtatious and could not control their laughter. Once they got their coffee hey began to debate who’s coffee tasted better.  this discussion quickly escalated to an argument. They started to raise their voices and swing their arms wildly. During the argument Calvin accidentally hit the cup of steamy hot cafe liquid  and it spilled all over jackie, she immediately screamed in pain and ran out of the shop as quickly as she could. Calvin ran out to chase after her and, called her name out in regret, but she was gone. He sent her flowers once a week, but he never saw her again</div><div><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 19:19:22 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title> - tanner, lincoln, jacob</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>It was a bright hot day. My classmates planned a pic-nic and a day at the park. I had eat some disgusting food. Everyone was so childish. It was awful. I would have rather gone to school than go to the park and engage in activities like swings, slides, and monkey bars. Their immaturity was repulsive and absurd. I will never engage in human interaction again. It is not fun, requires a lot of effort, and reminds me of why I hate the world and everyone in it. </div><div><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 19:22:58 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Coffee Shop/Original</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Two people sat at a table in the coffee shop. The coffee shop was a small building on the corner of the street. Once the couple had their coffee the begun to discuss about who's coffee tasted better. This discussion quickly exca<br>lated to an argument. They started to slowly raise their voices at each other in the small coffee shop. As they argued about who's coffee tasted better they were moving their arms around and one of them accidentally hit the cup of coffee. it poured all over the other person. The person screamed in pain and got enraged , stormed off out of the cofee shop, and climed into a cab. They never saw each other again</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-09-20 19:24:12 UTC</pubDate>
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