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  <title>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.'s Stories</title>
  <subtitle>Ok hmm...where do I start??
Number 1. I love ficlets and I am totally addicted
Um...I play center defense in soccer and I &#9829; it! SOCCER IS AMAZING&amp;gt;
My favorite book or I should say series is probably the Tortellen series by Tamora Pierce.
I love to read but I am not that good at writing so comments would be great....! My favorite colors are green and purple and well maybe orange I don't know how people can only have one fav color!
I live with my mom and my stepdad along with my younger brothr and sister..I love animals and I wish I had more even though I have a-lot , let's see I have 3 chinese dwarf hamsters, 2 dogs and a cat but even that isn't enough! Thats it for now I guess so.....please comment and give suggestions! Thanks</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-05-22T04:54:21Z</updated>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">The bravest man.</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/28397"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;How could he lift the child?&lt;br /&gt;snuggle her head in his broad shoulders&lt;br /&gt;and get his feet to move.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;How did he carry her down the hall&lt;br /&gt;to lay her&amp;#8230;on the sterile white sheet?&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;How dared he leave her&lt;br /&gt;To the man in the mask.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;He wasn&amp;#8217;t even wearing his vest!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/28397</id>
    <published>2008-04-23T17:30:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-22T04:54:21Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/aqua_baby</uri>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">the pressure</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/28396"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nowhere to go&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere to hide&lt;br /&gt;I can&amp;#8217;t get away&lt;br /&gt;All the pressure burning&lt;br /&gt;All the stress coming alive&lt;br /&gt;The cap of the bottle is coming undone&lt;br /&gt;Try to run&lt;br /&gt;but I can&amp;#8217;t&lt;br /&gt;I have to go&lt;br /&gt;But I can&amp;#8217;t&lt;br /&gt;Life is unraveling.&lt;br /&gt;But I am still here&lt;br /&gt;Burning&lt;br /&gt;It&amp;#8217;s eating me up from inside&lt;br /&gt;It will have to come out.&lt;br /&gt;Pressure&lt;br /&gt;Anger &lt;br /&gt;Sadness&amp;#8230;All wants to come out from behind my mask.&lt;br /&gt;Escape.&lt;br /&gt;The inevitable it coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;coming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/28396</id>
    <published>2008-04-23T17:26:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-23T15:42:52Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/aqua_baby</uri>
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    <title type="text">My mask</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/28395"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;hide behind it.&lt;br /&gt;Hide the real me.&lt;br /&gt;The me who wants to come out.&lt;br /&gt;Come alive&lt;br /&gt;Escape and get away&lt;br /&gt;Hides my true feelings&lt;br /&gt;Hides what I think.&lt;br /&gt;A mask of pure happiness&lt;br /&gt;A lie&lt;br /&gt;I can&amp;#8217;t hide much longer.&lt;br /&gt;Things causing my mask to rip.&lt;br /&gt;Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can&amp;#8217;t hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can&amp;#8217;t breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;escape&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/28395</id>
    <published>2008-04-23T17:25:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-22T00:39:10Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/aqua_baby</uri>
    </author>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Friends???</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/28392"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;We used to be the best of friends&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;but then all of a sudden you and him were bffl&amp;#8217;s&lt;br /&gt;What about us? Do you remember all the good memories we shared?&lt;br /&gt;You say we don&amp;#8217;t have as much fun as we used too.&lt;br /&gt;You think that I am angry.. but I&amp;#8217;m not&lt;br /&gt;I am jealous&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;It is taking me over making me upset..&lt;br /&gt;Questions go racing through my mind&amp;#8230;such as&amp;#8230;Why??&lt;br /&gt;Why do you trust him more than me?? &lt;br /&gt;I thought we could tell eachother everything&amp;#8230;but I guess that has all changed..&lt;br /&gt;Where did our friendship go?&lt;br /&gt; You say we are still friends but are we really??&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/28392</id>
    <published>2008-04-23T17:23:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-23T02:16:14Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/aqua_baby</uri>
    </author>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Laws of life end!</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/27244"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;These small miracles and happenings are what inspire me to search for my own happiness and to find where it resides. Many people search for there happiness there whole life and they find that they are always searching in the wrong places, Things like money and luxurious cars aren&#8217;t what bring happiness. Happiness comes from the things that reside in what you care for and what you find joy in.&lt;br /&gt;As for me I am still searching and I hope to be one of the lucky ones to do prevail in the pursuit of happiness.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/27244</id>
    <published>2008-04-10T15:11:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-10T01:04:36Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/aqua_baby</uri>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Laws Of Life 3</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/27243"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Everyone&#8217;s happiness comes from something either something they did or something somebody else did for them. Maybe a person&#8217;s happiness comes from another person or another living thing. I will give you an example of a story which helped me to find this law of life and make it my own. On October 5th 2005 my sister Mikayla was found to have retinoblastoma a rare childhood cancer that only children under five years old, my sister was going to turn five in December. The doctors told us that she was to far along and she would have to have the eye which held the cancer removed. Her left eye was removed as soon as she was ready. My sister is now seven years old and in first grade she does have a prosthesis eye yet she continues to go on with her life and she continues to find happiness in almost everything she does. She is friends with almost everyone in her class and nobody ever makes fun of her or her eye.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/27243</id>
    <published>2008-04-10T15:10:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-09T04:53:28Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/aqua_baby</uri>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Laws of Life 2</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Love is another thing that when I start conversations about the law of life I hear a lot .If love were a life goal then people wouldn&#8217;t get divorces or abandon their children on the streets and people wouldn&#8217;t kill family members just because they don&#8217;t like them or they said something that the person didn&#8217;t like. If love were really a law of life then the first thing on a parents mind would be there children and what there children need, not the other way around. No I don&#8217;t think that any of those are laws of life. I think the law of life is or at least my personal law of life is the pursuit of happiness said by Thomas Jefferson in the bill of rights in December 1787. I believe that people can look for happiness or hope that happiness comes to them eventually but in the end you can only have fulfilled your life when you have found your own personal version of happiness.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/27242</id>
    <published>2008-04-10T15:09:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-09T05:05:35Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/aqua_baby</uri>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">The laws of life</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I have always wondered about people and laws of life. If there are laws of life do people follow them? Do they even know them? I have heard people say that their law of life is respect and that they respect their family and other people but I know that is not true because if respect were a law of life than people wouldn&#8217;t break into peoples houses and kidnap other families children for no reason other than greed. So Respect can&#8217;t be a law of life. I&#8217;ve heard the word trust come into conversations about the law of life but that can&#8217;t be right either because people don&#8217;t trust each other, they may say that they do but when it comes down to the end would you really trust even your best friend with your life, or with your children&#8217;s lives? My friends tell me that their laws of life are loyalty but nobody is really that loyal. Or loyal enough for that to be a law of life. Would your friends even your very best friend be loyal enough for you to place your whole life savings in their hands and then leave?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/27239</id>
    <published>2008-04-10T15:08:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-10T02:39:11Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/aqua_baby</uri>
    </author>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Gossip</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/26528"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Do you belive?&lt;br /&gt;Do you belive all the stories?&lt;br /&gt;All the stories and Gossip that is spread around?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gossiped about someone?&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I have.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Have you ever been gossiped about?&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;I have.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Did it hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Do you belive the stories that are spread about you?&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;Then why belive all the stories you hear about other people?&lt;br /&gt;Why gossip about them?&lt;br /&gt;People who are or might have been our friends.&lt;br /&gt;Neighbors or who could even become your family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don&amp;#8217;t gossip!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless you want to be gossiped about back!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/26528</id>
    <published>2008-04-01T11:38:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-29T18:40:35Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/aqua_baby</uri>
    </author>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">I am Stone</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/25132"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I am stone&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can pass my defenses&lt;br /&gt;You can&amp;#8217;t hurt me&lt;br /&gt;only I can hurt myself &lt;br /&gt;and I am stone&lt;br /&gt;I may have troubles&lt;br /&gt;but&amp;#8230;.my troubles don&amp;#8217;t effect me&lt;br /&gt;because I am stone&lt;br /&gt;You can yell&lt;br /&gt;You can scream&lt;br /&gt;but I am stone&lt;br /&gt;My mind is my only place to wander&lt;br /&gt;My only place to be alone&lt;br /&gt;I have to keep it locked up &lt;br /&gt;because I am stone&lt;br /&gt;I have my secrets&lt;br /&gt;You probably do too&lt;br /&gt;but unlike you&lt;br /&gt;I am stone&lt;br /&gt;I keep to myself&lt;br /&gt;cause I am stone&lt;br /&gt;Hard as a rock&lt;br /&gt;Never budging&lt;br /&gt;No emotion stone&lt;br /&gt;because I am stone!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-19T13:39:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-18T10:20:12Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/aqua_baby</uri>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">44days</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;44 days until freedom&lt;br /&gt;44 days until I can come back to life&lt;br /&gt;All the stress suddenly vanished&lt;br /&gt;All the joy back inside&lt;br /&gt;back to being happy&lt;br /&gt;and having fun with my friends &lt;br /&gt;at least until I am unslaved again.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/25130</id>
    <published>2008-03-19T13:34:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-16T08:18:43Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/aqua_baby</uri>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Rush</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/24256"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I lay awake at night with thoughts racing through my head..&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts like&amp;#8230;.&lt;br /&gt;why did I do this&lt;br /&gt;or what am I going to say about that&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts that I can&amp;#8217;t seem to clear.&lt;br /&gt;All the drama at school &lt;br /&gt;makes the thoughts rush&amp;#8230;...........&lt;br /&gt;makes the thoughts race&lt;br /&gt;All the fighting with my family makes the thoughts&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;Run&amp;#8230;...&lt;br /&gt;Makes the thoughts&amp;#8230;..burn&lt;br /&gt;makes them go&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; RUSH &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-12T11:44:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-10T15:47:06Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/aqua_baby</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Issues</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/23510"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Try to understand&lt;br /&gt;the world does Not revolve around you&lt;br /&gt;People have other issues&lt;br /&gt;Your issues are not everybodys issues&lt;br /&gt;So get over it and walk away.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/23510</id>
    <published>2008-03-06T17:12:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-05T14:40:27Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/aqua_baby</uri>
    </author>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Friends till the end</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Why&amp;#8230; why do friends backstab each-other in the backs? &lt;br /&gt;why do friends say they hate eachother when they really don&amp;#8217;t know what hate is?&lt;br /&gt;Friends are supposed to be with you until the end&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;but until the end of what?&lt;br /&gt;We all have those few best friends who we can trust&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;but what if we say something tht they don&amp;#8217;t like? &lt;br /&gt;Or what if we become something that disgusts them?&lt;br /&gt;Will they still be your friend?&lt;br /&gt;or won&amp;#8217;t they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do You Really Know Your Friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can You Really Trust Them?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; CAN YOU ?????&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/23400</id>
    <published>2008-03-05T15:59:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-04T07:49:34Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/aqua_baby</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Friends till the end</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/23399"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Why&amp;#8230; why do friends backstab eachother in the backs? &lt;br /&gt;why do friends say they hate eachother when they really don&amp;#8217;t know what hate is?&lt;br /&gt;Friends are supposed to be with you until the end&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;but until the end of what?&lt;br /&gt;We all have those few best friends who we can trust&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;but what if we say something tht they don&amp;#8217;t like? &lt;br /&gt;Or what if we become something that disgusts them?&lt;br /&gt;Will they still be your friend?&lt;br /&gt;or won&amp;#8217;t they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do You Really Know Your Friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can You Really Trust Them?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about that!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/23399</id>
    <published>2008-03-05T15:59:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-30T17:43:55Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Question Queen of the 21st centuary.</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/aqua_baby</uri>
    </author>
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