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  <title>Comments on 'headlights'</title>
  <subtitle>&amp;quot;Tell me you love me,&amp;quot; my mother said calmly. Her voice was calm and her grip on the wheel of the car was firm. &amp;quot;Convince me, Mason,&amp;quot;

I wanted to. But my throat had closed up! She jerked the wheel to the left again. And all at once, we were on the wrong side of the road, heading directly into oncoming traffic. The glare of the headlights was all I could stare at, as I struggled to find my voice again.

&amp;quot;-I...I love you!!&amp;quot; I screamed. She calmly jerked the wheel to the right and the glaring headlights went away. 

&amp;quot;You aren't very convincing, but that will have to do. Wasn't that fun, kids?! Now, *that* is what I call _real_ fun. Mason, didn't you think about what it wouldv'e been like? What it would feel like? I mean, to die. I did!&amp;quot;

My younger sister trembled in the backseat. I could feel her terror radiating from her. We didn't dare say anything to our mother, in fear of another impulse action, on her account. 


I didn't know what I was going to do, but I knew I _had_ to do _something_.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-07-12T22:32:46Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on headlights</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt; SEQUEL !!! holy crap this is insane but good!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/37147?basename=79320</id>
    <published>2008-07-12T22:32:46Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Just another writer</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on headlights</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What feel like?&lt;/em&gt; was probably meant to be just &lt;em&gt;Feel like?&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Only error I found! The rest was great.  It seems like the mom has been emotional unstable for quite a while&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-07-12T22:05:37Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>OrangeOreos</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on headlights</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;whoa freak out mom much!&lt;br /&gt;i like how awkwardly twisted. :)&lt;br /&gt;i luv this. &lt;br /&gt;keep writing :D&lt;br /&gt;5 star ++&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-07-12T21:37:20Z</published>
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      <name>sunshine_loves_moon</name>
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