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  <title>Comments on 'Trapped like a zebra.  (Is that even an expression?)'</title>
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&amp;quot;Oh my God!&amp;quot; I yelled. I tried to run to Aibfinnia in the cramped space, but it was too late. The stones had already covered most of her legs.
&amp;quot;Rainn...&amp;quot; she said right before she passed out from the pain.
&amp;quot;Oh no,&amp;quot; I whispered to myself. &amp;quot;No... no... no, no, no, no, no, no no no no no no no no!&amp;quot; _Why did the rocks fall? And why in the world did they all miss me, but hit her?_
_I didn't even get a chance to tell her..._
I climbed over to the large pile of rocks and tried to pull her out, but the boulders were too heavy. I attempted to slide my card to open the door, but they were malfunctioning from the weight of the stones. I rammed my fist against the doors and screamed, praying that Olivia or Viridiana would hear me.
_Even if they do hear me, how are they supposed to get in? I'm the only one with the access card..._
Oh well, there's no harm in trying, especially in a dire situation.
Then I heard a voice outside the door.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-03-16T03:11:23Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Trapped like a zebra.  (Is that even an expression?)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;wow, i wanna know what he had to say! and why none of the rocks hit him! and why won&amp;#8217;t his card work.. and who&amp;#8217;s voice! ah the suspense!!&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;oh, nice job =)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/23288?basename=48825</id>
    <published>2008-03-16T03:11:23Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>.:band baby:.</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Trapped like a zebra.  (Is that even an expression?)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;ooo, suspenseful! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/23288?basename=45561</id>
    <published>2008-03-04T22:04:09Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>paper flowers</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Trapped like a zebra.  (Is that even an expression?)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Poor Abbi! Dang Rainn can&amp;#8217;t you keep your woman concious for a least a minute?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/23288?basename=45534</id>
    <published>2008-03-04T20:59:12Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Disturbed Youth</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Trapped like a zebra.  (Is that even an expression?)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;thanks, blossom. :)&lt;br /&gt;and i just wanted to say to everybody reading this&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know that the narrator is no longer aibfinnia.  i decided that since she is unconscious at this point and hereby a prop, i should offer a different perspective of the story.  so until she wakes up, you&amp;#8217;ll get the other passengers&amp;#8217; points of view. :)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-04T20:50:31Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>invisibility_disability</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Trapped like a zebra.  (Is that even an expression?)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;your story is wonderfully descriptive, and, you have nice comma usage (hooraw!). Nice job writing suspense :D &lt;strong&gt;broad grin&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-04T20:44:40Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Blossom Ruoqen</name>
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