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  <updated>2008-06-14T04:47:10Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Off the Rocker (part 4)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I woke up this morning. I felt fresh. even if i woke up inside of Fara&amp;#8217;s cheap car. That happened to smell like onions. even with the windows open. I was all alone in the car. laid against the backseat. The seatbelt was still on. The morning looked more like an afternoon then anything. I shook my hair. It was messy as hell. Beginning to unbuckle myself, i felt exhausted. Fara walked out his house, and leaned on the car. &amp;#8220;do you have any idea what happened last night?&amp;#8221; I asked, once i was out of the car. &amp;#8220;Just forget about it Konnor and get the hell out of here.&amp;#8221; I sighed. He&amp;#8217;ll tell me later anyways.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-22T00:10:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-14T04:47:10Z</updated>
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      <name>User 9337</name>
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    <title type="text">Off the Rocker (part 3)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Staring as bethany walked, I moved my hands in the air trails with them too. I spun, while looking in the mirror. Trails. everywhere. I looked in another mirror. coming up close to it. Colors spiraled, and circled. So many colors. They seemed to jump out the mirror, blow up, then start over again. their trails leading behind them. I began to get stuck in the mirror. I could hear Bethany and Sarah speaking in the background. &amp;#8220;your the devil!&amp;#8221; bethany panicked. &amp;#8220;what are you talking about?&amp;#8221; snapped sarah. &amp;#8221; Bethany grabbed the air above sarah&amp;#8217;s head&amp;#8221; &amp;#8220;you have  HORNS !!!!&amp;#8221; &amp;#8220;I am not the devil!!!&amp;#8221; Bethany began to scream. &amp;#8220;DEMON&amp;#8221;. Something grabbed me and turned me around. Something hooded. It began to drag us out. and I could see other people staring at us all. Their faces distorted and dreamlike, the walls breathed a goodbye. And i closed my eyes meeting with more fantastic images.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/31313</id>
    <published>2008-05-21T23:50:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-15T06:06:44Z</updated>
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      <name>User 9337</name>
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    <title type="text">Off the Rocker (part 2)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The strips melted in our mouths. I looked at Fara, standing there, leaning up against one of the mirrors as Bethany fixed her hair in the mirror. &amp;#8220;what are you staring at, Konnor?&amp;#8221; he glared. He really knew how to change moods, I tried to speak back but nothing sounded right. So i stood there, mouth open, looking like an idiot. He smirked, off the rocker, his smile seemed to stretch. I walked closer, tilting my head, it became wider and wider. wider. I looked at the mirrors. everything was distorted. Kassie looked stretched out. Bethany looked bigger, then she already was.David&amp;#8217;s face appeared to melt. It felt like i couldn&amp;#8217;t move. I could see Kassie panicking, her pupils dilated. Were the walls, or mirrors, whatever the fuck they were..breathing? It seemed so. The walls inhaled as Kassie and David stared at each other. &amp;#8220;Hee hee . your face looks funny&amp;#8221; &amp;#8220;David, you don&amp;#8217;t have one.&amp;#8221; kassie&amp;#8217;s voice was confused. Bethany walked towards Fara, millions of trails behind her. How, amazing.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/31308</id>
    <published>2008-05-21T23:36:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-12T00:27:11Z</updated>
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      <name>User 9337</name>
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    <title type="text">Off the Rocker</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nobody cared that I was slightly claustrophobic. They cared that we got to house of mirrors on time. I was squished in the backseat of the stuffy car. Sarah to my left,Kassie to my right, and Bethany sitting right on me. I could barely breathe. David had called shotgun, and Fara, he was the driver. They all giggled as my face probably turned an impossible shade of purple.Why else would they be laughing? &amp;#8220;We&amp;#8217;ll be trippinnnggg yeahh!&amp;#8221; Kassie exclaimed. Obviously a drug virgin. Excited, huh?What must Acid be like when taken in mirror maze?. Fara looked back, his face, one that faked responsibility well, like he was doing now. &amp;#8220;Now, Kassie, be a good girl. you get to be one of the people that have all the fun while I have to stay sober&amp;#8221; he pasted an expression of sadness on. But in his eyes you could still see a glint of excitement. He couldn&amp;#8217;t wait to see us all freak out and laugh at us. He was 24 and still hadn&amp;#8217;t grown up, while the rest of us were 18 to 19.The car pulled up to our destination.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-05-21T23:15:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-13T03:25:56Z</updated>
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      <name>User 9337</name>
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