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  <title>Comments on 'Broken Dream'</title>
  <subtitle> Today is the day.. The one she has been dreaming about since she was a little girl.. Everything.. seems to be going fine.. The guests are all in the church.. and there is a hum of activity in and around the church.. 

Eva has been pacing the hallway with her maid of honor for fifteen minutes.. Stopping a couple of times to check herself in the hallway mirror. Noticeably she is just riddled with nervous energy.. Something she herself didn't expect.. 

Eva can hear the voices of everyone talking in the church.. She tries to see if she can make out what they are saying.. but there are too many of them talking at once.. She hopes that things stay calm for a lil while longer.. 

Ten more minutes pass.. and no sign of her husband-to-be. Eva has a sinking feeling, one that she has been trying to ignore for several minutes now.
&amp;quot;I am sure hes just running late.&amp;quot; Megan, her maid of honor says, comforting her.. 

Eva looks out the window.. &amp;quot;Hes not coming&amp;quot; She sobs. Tears escape her eye.. one by one. </subtitle>
  <updated>2008-06-28T02:00:09Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Broken Dream</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ha ha ha &amp;#8230; The name was supposed to be Me&lt;strong&gt;g&lt;/strong&gt;an.. Lil type-o there.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-06-28T02:00:09Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Apostrophe </name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Broken Dream</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;This is incredibly tragic. I remember my wedding day as being the best day of my life. I couldn&amp;#8217;t imagine missing it.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#8217;m somewhat put off by your use of adolescent ellipses though. Most of them should be replaced with commas, periods, or adult ellipses (i.e. &amp;#8221;...&amp;#8221; instead of &amp;#8221;..&amp;#8221;).&lt;br /&gt;And I&amp;#8217;m incredibly disturbed that someone would name their child &amp;#8220;Mean.&amp;#8221; =P&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/35603?basename=74411</id>
    <published>2008-06-27T21:49:34Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>John Perkins</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Broken Dream</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;omg! that&amp;#8217;s horrible&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/35603?basename=74396</id>
    <published>2008-06-27T20:37:53Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>snakepandafox&lt;3</name>
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