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  <title>Reality Girl's Stories</title>
  <subtitle>*Most Of This Is In Chat Speak*
I am a girl that lovvees to write stories. Just 2 Let u know my Icon is in Memory Of All The Ppl Lost In The Virgina Tech Massecre (( Or how ever u spell tha )) I can't even immagin how their families feel right now. Well Check Out my AIM Page 4 A REAL About Me soo.. that is it i guess..Bii! o0o BTW My Spelling SuCkS!!

Quotes-

&amp;quot;Just for the record the weather today is slightly sarcastic with a good chance of A. indifference and B. disintrest in what the critics say.&amp;quot;
                                                        - Panic! at the Disco

&amp;quot;I am first class up in the sky. Popin` champagne, livin` my life in the fast lane. I wanna change by the Glamorous, oh the flossy flossy.&amp;quot;
                                                        - Fergie

&amp;quot;Cuz I've been acting like sower milk all on the floor. It's your fault you didn't shut the refridgerator. Maby thats the reason I've been acting so coolddd.&amp;quot;
                                                                    - Gwen Stefani

&amp;quot;Imperfection is beauty. Madness in genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely stupid.&amp;quot;
            - Marilyn Monroe</subtitle>
  <updated>2007-06-02T18:52:04Z</updated>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Sir Paul McCartney on her portable stereo...</title>
    <link type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/3296" rel="alternate"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Soon enough Lionel was drooling over this delicious looking creature.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Lionel! Dont you Dare!&amp;#8221; said Cindy seeing Lionels face.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh&amp;#8221;, said Sir Ronald, &amp;#8220;Just let him&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Not Gonna Happen&amp;#8221; said Cindy but it was to late. Lionel was already charging at the young girl.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;YOU&amp;#8217;RE  MINE !&amp;#8221; Shoughted Lionel&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Ahhhh&amp;#8221; screamed the girl as she rode her bike away&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Lionel was &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; upset. He was looking for a treat but it escaped. From Far off in the distance you could still hear Sir Paul McCartney&amp;#8230;....&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/3296</id>
    <published>2007-05-25T21:55:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-02T18:52:04Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Reality Girl</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/reality_girl_on_the_webb</uri>
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  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Well Here We Are</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Once they were out Cindy got a little mad.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Don&amp;#8217;t go eating people again,&amp;#8221; she sighed, &amp;#8220;You know what it dost to your stomach.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;I Know, I Know&amp;#8221; said Lionel trying not to sound rude. He didn&amp;#8217;t want another fight.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;As Sir Ronald was watching he became impressed.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Well I say, you reall do control this dragon&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Lionel,&amp;#8221; Cindy corrected.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/2642</id>
    <published>2007-05-05T19:25:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-29T23:44:35Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Reality Girl</name>
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  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Down The Isle</title>
    <link type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/2422" rel="alternate"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I started to walk down the isle. My father John walking with me. I was looking around wondering if I should really go trough wih this. Finally I get up to te alter. Seth was standing there. He had looked so happy. &amp;#8216;Was it worth it&amp;#8217; I thought. I knew I would break his heart if I left him now&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/2422</id>
    <published>2007-04-29T01:15:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-24T17:55:39Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Reality Girl</name>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">What a Bore...</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;By then Cindy realized that she now had nothing to do except care for the dragon.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8216;What a bore&amp;#8217; she thought not realizing that hers and the dragons thoughts were intertwined now.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;A bore,&amp;#8221; said the dragon,&amp;#8221;I am &lt;em&gt; NOT &lt;/em&gt; a bore!&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Now Cindy was mad that Lionel heard her thoughts. &amp;#8220;You say that now,&amp;#8221; said Cindy.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Enraged Lionel said &amp;#8220;Why did you even bother coming here to me if you were going to be that rude.&amp;#8221;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;They would be reaching Steakxas soon and since they were mad at eachother Cindy and the dragon had not talked the rest of the way. Cindy just sat there making sure Lionel didn&amp;#8217;t go the wrong way.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/2415</id>
    <published>2007-04-28T22:55:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-22T10:46:19Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Reality Girl</name>
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    <title type="text">We once were friends</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Frend ship; ours has withered away and has been forgoten like old dolls on a shelf. I thought it would last forever. The fun we had. The great lives we lived. Always saying that we would never forget. I have not but I can tell you have. My name is gone from your mind. High School was the best yet still the worst in turn for our friend ship had been lost but never found. I have missed you. Have you missed me? Seperated for all these years. Not a word was said. I just let it happen. It could have stopped. Then I had lost control on the way. Your way from Earth to Heven above. A life so wonderful. Twas sweet but not short. A life everlasting; a strength intwined with my fears. Well now you you are gone. You are laied to rest. A life considered by you one of the best. I will be gone soon too. There I will be waiting there for you like a forgoten and withered doll on a shelf all dusty and rotted and not doing so well.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/2404</id>
    <published>2007-04-28T06:13:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-27T07:41:12Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Reality Girl</name>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Wondering</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Life is to many misteries.. one after the next. People are always wondering why one thing is what it is. Could that cart just fallen from the sky&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/2402</id>
    <published>2007-04-28T05:51:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-19T12:14:04Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Reality Girl</name>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">What a WONDERFUL day...</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Oh! Not the dishwasher again&amp;#8221; i said running into the kitchen. Ever since we moved into the new house we have had had problems with the dishwasher but this was bad. I get in to the kitchen and see foam all over the floor. &amp;#8220;Hunny!&amp;#8221; I calde out to my husband. By that time i was covered in foam. It was everywhere&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Note From Writer: I just started this stuff so I would lovee to see where this ends up going! Hope u lovee it. It is Just A start&amp;#8230; 0: )&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/2401</id>
    <published>2007-04-28T05:35:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-01T00:33:52Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>Reality Girl</name>
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