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  <title>undone's Stories</title>
  <subtitle>&amp;quot;Good morning.&amp;quot;
good morning
&amp;quot;Let us begin.&amp;quot;
Do I talk to myself?
......
yes.
wait a minute.
does thinking count?
&amp;quot;No.&amp;quot;
ok then,
yes.
Do I talk to other objects?
...would I be weird if I said yes?
but only sometimes, I swear.
&amp;quot;Just answer the question.&amp;quot;
...yea, I do.
Do I share my feelings with my friends?
&amp;quot;Could you just answer my questions without repeating them, please?&amp;quot;
well then, it depends.
&amp;quot;On what?&amp;quot;
Whether I want to have a emancipation from my parents at the time.
&amp;quot;Hmm. It would seem that you have problems.&amp;quot;
.....................
ok.. I'm going to leave now.

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I shall conquer the world,
one story at a time.

..yes, I have problems
(but really, who doesn't?)
and no, I actually never went to therapy before.
Maybe I should though
I heard my friend got free food out of it.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-10-01T21:17:02Z</updated>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Third Grade Dream Horror (WEIRD DREAM CHALLENGE)</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/41352"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;There was a huge roller coaster in my dream and a guy was in front of it, selling board games. On the speakers, my name was called and that meant I could get on the ride. As I rode through the roller coaster&amp;#8217;s dark environment, I heard that I won  A POT OF GOLD ! The pot of gold floated in front of me, but I heard my sister saying, &amp;#8220;Noo, don&amp;#8217;t take it!&amp;#8221; When I got off the ride, I heard people saying that the board game seller was killed and then, I saw a weird man looking at me so I ran into a building. In there, I had to choose between going into a restaurant or those 7/11 stores, but without the donuts, coffee, slurpee machines, and nice Asian ladies. The waiter at the restaurant urged me to get in the restaurant, but he smiled in a really scary way so I went into the 7/11 store. Suddenly, my two best friends at the time appeared. Then, the big cashier guy came up to us with a knife and started to slowly cutting my neck!  AND , AND! I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;But when I did, I could still feel the cold metal knife in my neck..&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/41352</id>
    <published>2008-09-02T03:10:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-01T21:17:02Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>undone</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_6586</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Gone South</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/35211"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;No regret,&lt;br /&gt;nothing left.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it&amp;#8217;s my&lt;br /&gt;heart left to blame,&lt;br /&gt;for its gone&lt;br /&gt;south with the rest,&lt;br /&gt;waiting for something&lt;br /&gt;to put it to shame.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/35211</id>
    <published>2008-06-23T19:51:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-23T07:01:31Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>undone</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_6586</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">She's one of a kind</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/33373"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;She&amp;#8217;s like Snow White&lt;br /&gt;on the street,&lt;br /&gt;ready to eat.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;She&amp;#8217;s like Rapunzel&lt;br /&gt;with hair so long&lt;br /&gt;it can&amp;#8217;t be beat.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;She&amp;#8217;s like Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;because there she was,&lt;br /&gt;but now she&amp;#8217;s gone.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;But she wasn&amp;#8217;t real,&lt;br /&gt;she was just a love song.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/33373</id>
    <published>2008-06-06T22:16:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-06T17:27:19Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>undone</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_6586</uri>
    </author>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">A wish for another day</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/32616"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;She had black eyes. They were beautiful, if not amazing. They were gleaming in the sunlight, but that was as far as I could see.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Oops, my customer is waiting, better start on his order. He was impatient, tapping his left foot. I wondered whether she&amp;#8217;d still be outside the window when I was done. Probably not. She was pretty and was probably waiting for her boyfriend, the rich kind. It was a traffic jam in Wammy&amp;#8217;s Coffeepot and we were providing the music with all our grinding, blending, shaking, mixing. The staff of Wammy&amp;#8217;s Coffeepot was practically a band that came in 6 days a week, 5 hours a day, and for only $9.50 of hour&amp;#8217;s pay. I finished his order with one final stir. As I handed him his hot coffee, I looked and found that she wasn&amp;#8217;t there. Figures. Why would she still be there when she could be having fun with someone else, somewhere else. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8220;Excuse me, can I order now?&amp;#8221; &lt;br /&gt;I sighed and then turned in shock. I can&amp;#8217;t believe it. She was here and I noticed that her eyes, weren&amp;#8217;t black, but brown.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/32616</id>
    <published>2008-05-31T21:13:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-29T06:05:27Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>undone</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_6586</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Underneath the cycle</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/32607"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Just point&lt;br /&gt;and blame&lt;br /&gt;and walk in shame.&lt;br /&gt;All ye&amp;#8217; need&lt;br /&gt;has gone to waste.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing left to stare&lt;br /&gt;upon.&lt;br /&gt;Doing things that&lt;br /&gt;you&amp;#8217;ve done wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has gone to&lt;br /&gt;shame,&lt;br /&gt;everyone has done&lt;br /&gt;the same.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/32607</id>
    <published>2008-05-31T20:31:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-29T02:24:40Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>undone</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_6586</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Walking alone</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/32157"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I can&amp;#8217;t stand the way you walk,&lt;br /&gt;the way you talk.&lt;br /&gt;It don&amp;#8217;t matter,&lt;br /&gt;nobody matters.&lt;br /&gt;You certainly don&amp;#8217;t care,&lt;br /&gt;about anyone,&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;you,&lt;br /&gt;you,&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;you!&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;So keep on walking,&lt;br /&gt;blind as a bat,&lt;br /&gt;so keep on talking,&lt;br /&gt;like you don&amp;#8217;t care.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8216;Cause it don&amp;#8217;t matter,&lt;br /&gt;nobody does.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/32157</id>
    <published>2008-05-28T02:45:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-23T19:52:23Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>undone</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_6586</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Ready, Get Set, GO!</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/31326"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Watch it.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Watch what you say.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;No running now,&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;So fire away!!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/31326</id>
    <published>2008-05-22T00:14:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-12T16:25:19Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>undone</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_6586</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
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    <title type="text">The motherhood</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ma,&lt;br /&gt;no one ever, ever, ever&lt;br /&gt;said it would be easy&lt;br /&gt;to be you.&lt;br /&gt;Of course you&amp;#8217;re tired.&lt;br /&gt;Tired of us!&lt;br /&gt;And sick of us too&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#8216;cause nobody gave&lt;br /&gt;you those baby steps&lt;br /&gt;and told you what&lt;br /&gt;to do,&lt;br /&gt;it just happened,&lt;br /&gt;we happened,&lt;br /&gt;and we happened fast.&lt;br /&gt;But boy,&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn&amp;#8217;t take us back&lt;br /&gt;...would you?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/31323</id>
    <published>2008-05-22T00:09:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-15T05:51:09Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>undone</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_6586</uri>
    </author>
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  <entry>
    <title type="text">Silent</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/29327"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;bite your lip&lt;br /&gt;bite your tongue&lt;br /&gt;just shut up&lt;br /&gt;just be quiet&lt;br /&gt;there&amp;#8217;s no point anymore,&lt;br /&gt;talking.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/29327</id>
    <published>2008-05-04T03:55:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-02T03:03:24Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>undone</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_6586</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">One more time</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/28620"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So, one more tissue,&lt;br /&gt;So, one more time,&lt;br /&gt;So, please just let me cry.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/28620</id>
    <published>2008-04-26T17:21:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-25T04:01:05Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>undone</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_6586</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Goodnight</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/28618"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;No one spoke,&lt;br /&gt;No one said,&lt;br /&gt;About anything,&lt;br /&gt;Before I went to bed.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/28618</id>
    <published>2008-04-26T17:20:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-25T07:23:57Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>undone</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_6586</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Other side</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/27623"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Incorporated doom&lt;br /&gt;To the end.&lt;br /&gt;Judged in,&lt;br /&gt;Judged out,&lt;br /&gt;Gave many let downs.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/27623</id>
    <published>2008-04-14T23:33:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-14T06:59:18Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>undone</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_6586</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Powder</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/27621"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;White powder dust&lt;br /&gt;Captured the free,&lt;br /&gt;Lost their minds&lt;br /&gt;Far beyond the sea.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/27621</id>
    <published>2008-04-14T23:29:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-12T18:42:43Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>undone</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_6586</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">Lost</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/27532"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;In the lost world,&lt;br /&gt;You&amp;#8217;re out of the loop,&lt;br /&gt;Out of rhymes,&lt;br /&gt;Out of time.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/27532</id>
    <published>2008-04-14T01:35:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-11T12:04:38Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>undone</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_6586</uri>
    </author>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <title type="text">On the wall</title>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://ficlets.com/stories/24490"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Window, window,&lt;br /&gt;on my wall.&lt;br /&gt;Can you stand, through it all?&lt;br /&gt;Rain or shine.&lt;br /&gt;Hail or snow.&lt;br /&gt;Will you not let the breeze go?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/24490</id>
    <published>2008-03-14T04:55:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-12T07:24:55Z</updated>
    <author>
      <name>undone</name>
      <uri>http://ficlets.com/authors/user_6586</uri>
    </author>
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