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  <title>Comments on 'Death'</title>
  <subtitle>After being awakened by her sister's screaming, she jumped out of bed, and into the hallway where she looks down the stairs and sees her father lying at the bottem, unconcious, and her sister hovering over him screaming &amp;quot;Wake up daddy! Wake up!&amp;quot; She froze. Then rushed down the stairs to call 911. He didn't wake up, just layed there until the ambullince came. The picked her father up and wheeled him out of the house and drove to the hospital. At a young age she witnessed her father in the hospital for 10 days, then he died the day after her 11th birthday. It's been almost three years now....</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-06-24T20:28:27Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Death</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;wow that was an emo poem type thing hahaha yeahhh i wasnt feelin to happy that day, please don&amp;#8217;t be sorry for me.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/34657?basename=73606</id>
    <published>2008-06-24T20:28:27Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>snakepandafox&lt;3</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Death</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;oh, wow,hey, im sorry, my father hasnt died, but i know what its like to find him laynig unconcious, in fact i came home the other day and saw an abulance leaving my driveway&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/34657?basename=73414</id>
    <published>2008-06-23T22:17:28Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>black dog 724</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Death</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;True story.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-22T04:33:56Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>snakepandafox&lt;3</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Death</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I like this one. I want to hear more!   =)&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;=) =)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-19T21:44:58Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>I LOVE FRANK IERO AND WILLIAM BECKETT!!!</name>
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