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  <title>Comments on 'Running out of options'</title>
  <subtitle>Before I could think up an excuse, she gave a malicious grin and said, &amp;quot;Because you know, there are a lot of people who just love knowing what you know.&amp;quot;
The ball of rage was back. The treacherous little- Seeing her smile at the rise she knew all too well she had gotten out of me, I swallowed hard, put on my best fake smile and my sweetest, most innocent voice, &amp;quot;well why don't you go see what I saw and then you'll know what I know?&amp;quot; 
Michelle turned away from me, flipped her hair and brought back out the grin, &amp;quot;because it's so much more fun when it comes from you.&amp;quot; The rage returned, I charged. I knocked her to the floor but she quickly swung around and clocked me hard on the chin. Stunned, I got up off the floor. &amp;quot;You hit me!&amp;quot; 
&amp;quot;You started it!&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;I started it? You're the one who had to run your big mouth!&amp;quot; 
&amp;quot;Whatever, you were talking crazy talk! I did it for your own good!&amp;quot;
&amp;quot;My own good?&amp;quot; I couldn't stand to be around this traitor, so I did the only thing I could, I opened up the door.
&amp;quot;I wouldn't do that.&amp;quot;</subtitle>
  <updated>2007-07-28T06:11:28Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Running out of options</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;and for future reference- becca is the main character, michelle is the younger sister&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-07-28T06:11:28Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>FlirtingWithaBrickWall</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/sanitytookaholiday</uri>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Running out of options</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;nicely done. &amp;#8220;clocked&amp;#8221; i like that word, how come no one uses it anymore?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-07-28T05:10:43Z</published>
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      <name>FlirtingWithaBrickWall</name>
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