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			<title>Swing the plastic bag over your shoulder and aim for the man</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Swing_the_plastic_bag_over_your_shoulder_and_aim_for_the_man</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You swing the plastic bag over your shoulder, and aim for the man. The next thing you know, you're lying on the ground with no bag in your hand. You look up and notice the greasy haired man. He looks at you with a smirk on his face as he twirls the wooden stick in his hand. You wonder how you ended up on the ground. Before you can think on it, a red light issues from the wooden object, and impacts upon your chest. You have a moment to express your surprise, before you are knocked unconscious. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You wake up in a warm comfy bed. A contrast to the hard, lumpy cot you have to sleep in everyday in your cupboard. As you take in your surroundings you notice that your bed has a curtain around it, similar to those found in hospitals. You look up, and are startled to see an old man with a long beard looking at you. He looks like a wizard from those fairy tales you used to read.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Good evening Harry, I am Professor Dumbledore. I am glad to see you are safe and sound, if a little peaky. No doubt you're very curious about the recent turn of events. I only ask for you to be patient while I try to explain to the best of my ability.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As you stare dumbfounded at Dumbledore, he launches into an explanation of how wizards and witches actually exist. How they have separated themselves from the muggles(a non-magical person apparently), and how a whole society of wizards and witches are living right under the muggles noses. You sit back as he explains how an evil wizard by the name of Lord Voldemort, killed your parents, and tried to do the same to you. Somehow you defeated him, and Dumbledore sent you to live with your Aunt and Uncle's house. He explains how he never realized his mistake until today. How he had hoped that your Aunt and Uncle treated you fairly. You suppress a snort at this statement, as Dumbledore continues with his explanation. Finally he turns his head and looks at you gravely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No doubt you are aware that your home has recently been burned to the ground. A gas explosion apparently caused the fire. I express my most sincere condolences Harry. Thankfully you are now safe, and far from harm.&amp;quot; He gestures around the room. &amp;quot;The school you will be attending, Hogwarts, will be open in 3 weeks time. In fact, you are currently sitting in Hogwart's hospital wing. In the meantime you are free to wander around the castle as you please, as long as you don't visit the 3rd floor. You will know if you are in a place you are not supposed to be. Professor McGonagall, our transfiguration professor, will be more than happy to answer any questions you have.&amp;quot; At this, he pauses and opens his mouth to speak again. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I would also like to apologize for Professor Snape's behavior earlier today. He has brought you here rather unwillingly. I ask that you be patient with him and give him space and time, he will come around eventually.&amp;quot; He smiles, and sits up. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well then, I will be retiring to my office. You may visit me anytime you wish.&amp;quot; Dumbledore finishes speaking and gives you a kind smile. You sit and try to process everything you heard as Dumbledore leaves the ward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Get out of bed and explore the castle]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Ask the nurse for directions to Professor McGonagall's office]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Decide that you have been kidnapped by lunatics, and try to look for an escape]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 17:24:41 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Swing_the_plastic_bag_over_your_shoulder_and_aim_for_the_man</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Swing the plastic bag over your shoulder and aim for the man</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Swing_the_plastic_bag_over_your_shoulder_and_aim_for_the_man</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You swing the plastic bag over your shoulder, and aim for the man. The next thing you know, you're lying on the ground with no bag in your hand. You look up and notice the greasy haired man. He looks at you with a smirk on his face as he twirls the wooden stick in his hand. You wonder how you ended up on the ground. Before you can think on it, a red light issues from the wooden object, and impacts upon your chest. You have a moment to express your surprise, before you are knocked unconscious. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You wake up in a warm comfy bed. A contrast to the hard, lumpy cot you have to sleep in everyday in your cupboard. As you take in your surroundings you notice that your bed has a curtain around it, similar to those found in hospitals. You look up, and are startled to see an old man with a long beard looking at you. He looks like a wizard from those fairy tales you used to read.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Good evening Harry, I am Professor Dumbledore. I am glad to see you are safe and sound, if a little peaky. No doubt you're very curious about the recent turn of events. I only ask for you to be patient while I try to explain to the best of my ability.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As you stare dumbfounded at Dumbledore, he launches into an explanation of how wizards and witches actually exist. How they have separated themselves from the muggles(a non-magical person apparently), and how a whole society of wizards and witches are living right under the muggles noses. You sit back as he explains how an evil wizard by the name of Lord Voldemort, killed your parents, and tried to do the same to you. Somehow you defeated him, and Dumbledore sent you to live with your Aunt and Uncle's house. He explains how he never realized his mistake until today. How he had hoped that your Aunt and Uncle treated you fairly. You suppress a snort at this statement, as Dumbledore continues with his explanation. Finally he turns his head and looks at you gravely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No doubt you are aware that your home has recently been burned to the ground. A gas explosion apparently caused the fire. I express my most sincere condolences Harry. Thankfully you are now safe, and far from harm.&amp;quot; He gestures around the room. &amp;quot;The school you will be attending, Hogwarts, will be open in 3 weeks time. In fact, you are currently sitting in Hogwart's hospital wing. In the meantime you are free to wander around the castle as you please, as long as you don't visit the 3rd floor. You will know if you are in a place you are not supposed to be. Professor McGonagall, our transfiguration professor, will be more than happy to answer any questions you have.&amp;quot; At this, he pauses and opens his mouth to speak again. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I would also like to apologize for Professor Snape's behavior earlier today. He has brought you here rather unwillingly. I ask that you be patient with him and give him space and time.&amp;quot; He smiles, and sits up. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well then, I will be retiring to my office. You may visit me anytime you wish.&amp;quot; Dumbledore finishes speaking and gives you a kind smile. You sit and try to process everything you heard as Dumbledore leaves the ward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Get out of bed and explore the castle]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Ask the nurse for directions to Professor McGonagall's office]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Decide that you have been kidnapped by lunatics, and try to look for an escape]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 17:23:23 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Swing_the_plastic_bag_over_your_shoulder_and_aim_for_the_man</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Swing the plastic bag over your shoulder and aim for the man</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Swing_the_plastic_bag_over_your_shoulder_and_aim_for_the_man</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You swing the plastic bag over your shoulder, and aim for the man. The next thing you know, you're lying on the ground with no bag in your hand. You look up and notice the greasy haired man. He looks at you with a smirk on his face as he twirls the wooden stick in his hand. You wonder how you ended up on the ground. Before you can think on it, a red light issues from the wooden object, and impacts upon your chest. You have a moment to express your surprise, before you are knocked unconscious. You wake up in a warm comfy bed. A contrast to the hard, lumpy cot you have to sleep in everyday in your cupboard. As you take in your surroundings you notice that your bed has a curtain around it, similar to those found in hospitals. You look up, and are startled to see an old man with a long beard looking at you. He looks like a wizard from those fairy tales you used to read.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Good evening Harry, I am Professor Dumbledore. I am glad to see you are safe and sound, if a little peaky. No doubt you're very curious about the recent turn of events. I only ask for you to be patient while I try to explain to the best of my ability.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As you stare dumbfounded at Dumbledore, he launches into an explanation of how wizards and witches actually exist. How they have separated themselves from the muggles(a non-magical person apparently), and how a whole society of wizards and witches are living right under the muggles noses. You sit back as he explains how an evil wizard by the name of Lord Voldemort, killed your parents, and tried to do the same to you. Somehow you defeated him, and Dumbledore sent you to live with your Aunt and Uncle's house. He explains how he never realized his mistake until today. How he had hoped that your Aunt and Uncle treated you fairly. You suppress a snort at this statement, as Dumbledore continues with his explanation. Finally he turns his head and looks at you gravely.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No doubt you are aware that your home has recently been burned to the ground. A gas explosion apparently caused the fire. I express my most sincere condolences Harry. Thankfully you are now safe, and far from harm.&amp;quot; He gestures around the room. &amp;quot;The school you will be attending, Hogwarts, will be open in 3 weeks time. In fact, you are currently sitting in Hogwart's hospital wing. In the meantime you are free to wander around the castle as you please, as long as you don't visit the 3rd floor. You will know if you are in a place you are not supposed to be. Professor McGonagall, our transfiguration professor, will be more than happy to answer any questions you have.&amp;quot; At this, he pauses and opens his mouth to speak again. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I would also like to apologize for Professor Snape's behavior earlier today. He has brought you here rather unwillingly. I ask that you be patient with him and give him space and time.&amp;quot; He smiles, and sits up. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well then, I will be retiring to my office. You may visit me anytime you wish.&amp;quot; Dumbledore finishes speaking and gives you a kind smile. You sit and try to process everything you heard as Dumbledore leaves the ward.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Get out of bed and explore the castle]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Ask the nurse for directions to Professor McGonagall's office]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Decide that you have been kidnapped by lunatics, and try to look for an escape]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 17:20:47 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Swing_the_plastic_bag_over_your_shoulder_and_aim_for_the_man</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Try to hitch a ride</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Try_to_hitch_a_ride</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You stick out your thumb like you've seen in the movies, and try to get someone to stop. In a short amount of time, a pickup truck pulls off to the side of the highway next to you. An old man steps out and looks at you with a concerned expression. You introduce yourself, and ask if he can get you out of town. He looks suspicious, and asks where your parents are. You tell him you don't have any. A look of pity crosses over his face at those words, and he beckons you towards the pickup truck. As you get in, he reveals that he's traveling out of town to visit his daughter. He notices the state of your clothes, and asks if you want to live with his daughter in the countryside, who would be more than happy to take care of you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Say that you'd be more than happy to, since you have nowhere to go]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Decline, and tell him to let you off at the nearest town]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 16:22:33 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Try_to_hitch_a_ride</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Pretend that you know the greasy haired man, and act like you think he's going to attack you</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Pretend_that_you_know_the_greasy_haired_man,_and_act_like_you_think_he%27s_going_to_attack_you</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Help! Please don't attack me sir, not like last time!&amp;quot; You scream.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The woman turns with a furious expression on her face to look at the greasy haired man. &amp;quot;What does he mean by last time, Severus?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The man sneers and opens his mouth to reply, but you cut him off by running away as fast as you can. As you look back you notice that the man, Severus, has raised what looks like a wooden stick at you. As you continue running down the street you wonder if the man is crazy. Severus is interrupted by the old woman, who has raised another stick pointing not at you, but at him. In the confusion you are already down the street and turning the corner. You don't stop running until you reach the highway, a considerable distance from what remains of your Aunt and Uncle's home. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Try to hitch a ride]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Continue walking down the side of the highway]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 16:09:38 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Pretend_that_you_know_the_greasy_haired_man,_and_act_like_you_think_he%27s_going_to_attack_you</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Ignore Ms.Figg</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Ignore_Ms.Figg</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You ignore Ms.Figg, and stare up at the burning house with satisfaction. Ms.Figg stares at you, before opening her mouth to speak.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You, I-&amp;quot; You interrupt her with a series of giggles. She opens her mouth to speak again, but is interrupted once again. Two loud cracks ring throughout the neighborhood, as a man and woman suddenly appear. The man is greasy haired with a long hooked nose. The woman is much older. Both are clothed in what looks like dresses to your eyes. The man stares at you with an expression of hatred, while the woman has a kind smile on her face. As the woman opens her mouth to talk do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Run away from the pair as fast as you can]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Pretend that you know the greasy haired man, and act like you think he's going to attack you]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 15:57:02 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Ignore_Ms.Figg</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Ignore Ms.Figg</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Ignore_Ms.Figg</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You ignore Ms.Figg, and stare up at the burning house with satisfaction. Ms.Figg stares at you, before opening her mouth to speak.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You...I-&amp;quot; You interrupt her with a series of giggles. She opens her mouth to speak again, but is interrupted once again. Two loud cracks ring throughout the neighborhood, as a man and woman suddenly appear. The man is greasy haired with a long hooked nose. The woman is much older. Both are clothed in what looks like dresses to your eyes. The man stares at you with an expression of hatred, while the woman has a kind smile on her face. As the woman opens her mouth to talk do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Run away from the pair as fast as you can]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Pretend that you know the greasy haired man, and act like you think he's going to attack you]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 15:56:45 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Ignore_Ms.Figg</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Can't take it any longer, and let out a series of giggles</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Can%27t_take_it_any_longer,_and_let_out_a_series_of_giggles</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You can't take it any longer, and you let out a series of giggles. Tears of laughter are streaking down your face as you fall to the ground clutching your sides. Your laughter comes to a halt, as you are suddenly approached by a figure. You look up and notice that the figure is Ms.Figg, a neighbor of yours. She stares at you with an expression of dawning horror.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Run away from Ms.Figg]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Ignore Ms.Figg]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 15:45:22 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Can%27t_take_it_any_longer,_and_let_out_a_series_of_giggles</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Tell him you are indeed Potter</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Tell_him_you_are_indeed_Potter</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;“Yes.” You say hesitantly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He has a disgruntled look on his face. As though this is the last place he wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;
“I was sent here by Headmaster Dumbledore to check on you.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s that?” You ask uncertainly. &lt;br /&gt;
A look of disbelief flashes over his face, before it is quickly replaced by a sneer. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Do you believe in magic, Mr.Potter?” A look of absolute seriousness is plastered on his face. &lt;br /&gt;
You frown at the absurdity of the question. “Of course not.” You answer. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His mouth twists into a cruel smirk at those words. &lt;br /&gt;
“I see. Well then, I am here to inform you that your home has been burned down.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What!?” You yell. “When did this happen?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Just now. As I said, I was sent here by Headmaster Dumbledore. He feared the worst had happened. Now that I see you are safe I am here to bring you to Hogwarts.” &lt;br /&gt;
He starts to move towards you menacingly. You have a million questions to ask. But the way the man is advancing towards you with a look of hatred on his face, puts all curiosity out of your mind. You gulp in fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Run away from the greasy haired man]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Swing the plastic bag over your shoulder and aim for the man]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 19:57:02 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Tell_him_you_are_indeed_Potter</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Tell him you are indeed Potter</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Tell_him_you_are_indeed_Potter</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;“Yes.” You say hesitantly. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He has a disgruntled look on his face. As though this is the last place he wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;
“I was sent here by Headmaster Dumbledore to check on you.” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s that?” You ask uncertainly. &lt;br /&gt;
A look of disbelief flashes over his face, before it is quickly replaced by a sneer. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Do you believe in magic, Mr.Potter?” A look of absolute seriousness is plastered on his face. &lt;br /&gt;
You frown at the absurdity of the question. “Of course not.” You answer. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
His mouth twists into a cruel smirk at those words. &lt;br /&gt;
“I see. Well then, I am here to inform you that your home has been burned down.”&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“What!?” You yell. “When did this happen?” &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
“Just now. As I said, I was sent here by Headmaster Dumbledore. He feared the worst had happened. Now that I see you are safe I am here to bring you to Hogwarts.” &lt;br /&gt;
He starts to move towards you almost menacingly. You have a million questions to ask. But the way the man is advancing towards you with a look of hatred on his face, puts all curiosity out of your mind. You gulp in fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Run away from the greasy haired man]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Swing the plastic bag over your shoulder and aim for the man]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 19:56:07 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Tell_him_you_are_indeed_Potter</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Tell him you are indeed Potter</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Tell_him_you_are_indeed_Potter</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;“Yes.” You say hesitantly. &lt;br /&gt;
He has a disgruntled look on his face. As though this is the last place he wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;
“I was sent here by Headmaster Dumbledore to check on you.” &lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s that?” You ask uncertainly. &lt;br /&gt;
A look of disbelief flashes over his face, before it is quickly replaced by a sneer. &lt;br /&gt;
“Do you believe in magic, Mr.Potter?” A look of absolute seriousness is plastered on his face. &lt;br /&gt;
You frown at the absurdity of the question. “Of course not.” You answer. &lt;br /&gt;
His mouth twists into a cruel smirk at those words. &lt;br /&gt;
“I see. Well then, I am here to inform you that your home has been burned down.”&lt;br /&gt;
“What!?” You yell. “When did this happen?” &lt;br /&gt;
“Just now. As I said, I was sent here by Headmaster Dumbledore. He feared the worst had happened. Now that I see you are safe I am here to bring you to Hogwarts.” &lt;br /&gt;
He starts to move towards you almost menacingly. You have a million questions to ask. But the way the man is advancing towards you with a look of hatred on his face, puts all curiosity out of your mind. You gulp in fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Run away from the greasy haired man]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Swing the plastic bag over your shoulder and aim for the man]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<title>Sit on the bench to get some air</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Sit_on_the_bench_to_get_some_air</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You sit on the bench to get some air. You never knew running away from home would get you this tired. A sudden loud crack interrupts your musings. You look towards the sound fearfully thinking that someone is shooting at you. A greasy haired man with a hooked nose, is holding a wooden stick in his hand and pointing it at you. He is clothed in what looks like a black dress. You stifle a giggle and prepare to run, in case the man tries to kidnap you or something. He doesn't look friendly at all. &amp;quot;Potter?&amp;quot; He growls. You stiffen, you've never heard of the man and you wonder how he knows your name.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Tell him you are indeed Potter]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Run away from the greasy haired man]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 19:52:27 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Sit_on_the_bench_to_get_some_air</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Tell him you are indeed Potter</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Tell_him_you_are_indeed_Potter</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;“Yes.” You say hesitantly. He has a disgruntled look on his face. As though this is the last place he wants to be.&lt;br /&gt;
“I was sent here by Headmaster Dumbledore to check on you.” &lt;br /&gt;
“Who’s that?” You ask uncertainly. &lt;br /&gt;
A look of disbelief flashes over his face, before it is quickly replaced by a sneer. &lt;br /&gt;
“Do you believe in magic, Mr.Potter?” A look of absolute seriousness is plastered on his face. You frown at the absurdity of the question. &lt;br /&gt;
“Of course not.” You answer. His mouth twists into a cruel smirk at those words. &lt;br /&gt;
“I see. Well then, I am here to inform you that your home has been burned down.”&lt;br /&gt;
“What!?” You yell. “When did this happen?” &lt;br /&gt;
“Just now. As I said, I was sent here by Headmaster Dumbledore. He feared the worst had happened. Now that I see you are safe I am here to bring you to Hogwarts.” &lt;br /&gt;
He starts to move towards you almost menacingly. You have a million questions to ask. But the way the man is advancing towards you with a look of hatred on his face, puts all curiosity out of your mind. You gulp in fear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Run away from the greasy haired man]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Swing the plastic bag over your shoulder and aim for the man]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 19:45:13 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Tell_him_you_are_indeed_Potter</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Sit on the bench to get some air</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Sit_on_the_bench_to_get_some_air</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You sit on the bench to get some air. You never knew running away from home would get you this tired. A sudden loud crack interrupts your musings. You look towards the sound fearfully thinking that someone is shooting at you. A greasy haired man with a hooked nose, is holding a wooden stick in his hand and pointing it at you. He is clothed in what looks like a black dress. You stifle a giggle and prepare to run, in case the man tries to kidnap you or something. He doesn't look friendly at all. &amp;quot;Potter?&amp;quot; He growls. You stiffen, you've never heard of the man and you wonder how he knows your name.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Tell him you are indeed Potter]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Run as fast as you can from the greasy haired man]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 19:23:40 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Sit_on_the_bench_to_get_some_air</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Sit on the bench to get some air</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Sit_on_the_bench_to_get_some_air</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You sit on the bench to get some air. You never knew running away from home would get you this tired. A sudden loud crack interrupts your musings. You look towards the sound fearfully thinking that someone is shooting at you. A greasy haired man with a hooked nose, is holding a wooden stick in his hand and pointing it at you. He is clothed in what looks like a black dress. You stifle a giggle and prepare to run, in case the man tries to kidnap you or something. He doesn't look friendly at all. &amp;quot;Potter?&amp;quot; He growls. You stiffen, you've never heard of the man and you wonder how he knows you're name.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Tell him you are indeed Potter]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Run as fast as you can from the greasy haired man]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 19:23:02 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Sit_on_the_bench_to_get_some_air</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Sit on the bench to get some air</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Sit_on_the_bench_to_get_some_air</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You sit on the bench to get some air. You never knew running away from home would get you this tired. A sudden loud crack interrupts your musings. You look towards the sound fearfully thinking that someone is shooting at you. A greasy haired man with a hooked nose, is holding a wooden stick in his hand and pointing it at you. He is clothed in what looks like a black dress. You stifle a giggle and prepare to run, in case the man tries to kidnap you or something. He doesn't look friendly at all. &amp;quot;Potter?&amp;quot; He growls. You stiffen, you've never heard of the man and you wonder how he knows you're name.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Tell him you are]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Run as fast as you can from the greasy haired man]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 19:22:40 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Sit_on_the_bench_to_get_some_air</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Sit on the bench to get some air</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Sit_on_the_bench_to_get_some_air</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You sit on the bench to get some air. You never knew running away from home would get you this tired. A sudden loud crack interrupts your musings. You look towards the sound fearfully thinking that someone is shooting at you. A greasy haired man with a hooked nose, is holding a wooden stick in his hand and pointing it at you. He is clothed in what looks like a black dress. You stifle a giggle and prepare to run, in case the man tries to kidnap you or something. He doesn't look friendly at all. &amp;quot;Potter?&amp;quot; He growls. You stiffen, you've never heard of the man and you wonder how he knows you're name.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Say yes]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Run as fast as you can from the greasy haired man]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 19:21:58 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Sit_on_the_bench_to_get_some_air</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Run away as fast as you can</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Run_away_as_fast_as_you_can</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You run down the street and turn the corner. You keep on running ignoring the stitch in your side. By the time you slow down you are already a good distance away. Panting for breath, you look up to see where you are. You’re right near the local park, a considerable distance from your Aunt and Uncle’s home. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Sit on the bench to get some air]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Keep on walking down the street]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 19:14:02 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Run_away_as_fast_as_you_can</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Go downstairs to the basement, grab the container of fuel, and set the house on fire</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Go_downstairs_to_the_basement,_grab_the_container_of_fuel,_and_set_the_house_on_fire</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You go downstairs, all the while chuckling evilly. You find a couple canister's full of fuel and take them all with you. Before you go upstairs you make sure to spray as much fuel as you need all over the basement floor. You repeat the process on the 1st and 2nd floor. By the time you are finished, a whole hour has gone by. The Dursley's should be home in 2-3 hours, so you have plenty of time. You are sweaty and tired, but ultimately satisfied with your plan. After checking to make sure every inch of the house is covered, you grab a box of matches from the kitchen. Grinning like a maniac you hobble over to the front door and strike a match. Letting out a shriek of laughter signifying that you truly are a psychopath, you let the match fall to the ground. You step out from the house and watch the house slowly but surely catch on fire. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Run away as fast as you can]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Can't take it any longer, and let out a series of giggles]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 19:09:44 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Go_downstairs_to_the_basement,_grab_the_container_of_fuel,_and_set_the_house_on_fire</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Go on a juvenile spree and vandalise the house in revenge</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Go_on_a_juvenile_spree_and_vandalise_the_house_in_revenge</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You decide to have a bit of fun and wreck your Aunt and Uncle’s house before you leave. After all, they were very neglectful to you while you lived here. It’s only fitting that you repay them. Now you have to decide how you’re going to wreck the house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Go downstairs to the basement, grab the container of fuel, and set the house on fire]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Smash everything you see in sight]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 18:56:49 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Go_on_a_juvenile_spree_and_vandalise_the_house_in_revenge</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Tell her you're going to the library to check out a book</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Tell_her_you%27re_going_to_the_library_to_check_out_a_book</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You tell Ms.Figg that you’re going to the library. She looks at you suspiciously, but finally nods, tells you to watch the road while you’re crossing, and walks away. You sigh in relief, that was a close one. Now that you have Ms.Figg out of the way you continue on your journey. After walking for half an hour you reach the local park, which is a considerable distance from your Aunt and Uncle’s house. Now that you have stopped do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Sit on the bench to get some air]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Continue walking down the street]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 18:54:59 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Tell_her_you%27re_going_to_the_library_to_check_out_a_book</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Run as fast as you can away from Ms.Figg</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Run_as_fast_as_you_can_away_from_Ms.Figg</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You run as fast as you can from Ms.Figg. Before she can react you are already down the street and turning the corner. You keep on running ignoring the stitch in your side. By the time you slow down you are already a good distance away. Panting for breath, you look up to see where you are. You’re right near the local park, a considerable distance from your Aunt and Uncle’s home. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Sit on the bench to get some air]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Keep on walking down the street]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 18:51:16 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Run_as_fast_as_you_can_away_from_Ms.Figg</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Head outside and escape from the Dursley house</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Head_outside_and_escape_from_the_Dursley_house</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You head outside, but you have no idea where to go. You decide to get as far away from the Dursley residence as you can. You'll think about what to do later. As you start walking a figure approaches you. It's your neighbor Ms.Figg, and she looks suspicious. &amp;quot;What are you doing out here by yourself boy? Where's your Aunt and Uncle?&amp;quot; You gulp and try to think of a reply.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Tell her you're running away from home]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Tell her you're going to the library to check out a book]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Run as fast as you can away from Ms.Figg]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 18:28:42 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Head_outside_and_escape_from_the_Dursley_house</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Decide you've had enough of the Dursleys, and leave the house. Even living in an orphanage is better than this!</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Decide_you%27ve_had_enough_of_the_Dursleys,_and_leave_the_house._Even_living_in_an_orphanage_is_better_than_this!</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You've had enough of the Dursleys and want to leave. You go upstairs and hastily grab a set of clothes from Dudley's closet. They are three sizes too big for you, but will be enough for now. You also grab any spare change you can from Dudley's piggy bank. You put the coins in your pocket, and find a plastic bag to shove the clothes in. After you are finished, you head towards the front door ready to begin your journey.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Head outside and escape from the Dursley house]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Go on a juvenile spree and vandalise the house in revenge]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 18:20:25 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Decide_you%27ve_had_enough_of_the_Dursleys,_and_leave_the_house._Even_living_in_an_orphanage_is_better_than_this!</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Kick the door in frustration</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Kick_the_door_in_frustration</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You kick the door. Which only gives you a bruise on your foot. You dwell on your thoughts, angrily thinking about how Dudley is currently enjoying his birthday, while you have to sit in the cupboard all day. You slam the door of the cupboard again in frustration. Miraculously the door opens as if by magic. You stare in disbelief at the open door for a few seconds before deciding to act. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Head towards the kitchen to grab something to eat]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Go to Dudley's room and play on his computer]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Decide you've had enough of the Dursleys, and leave the house. Even living in an orphanage is better than this!]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 17:42:29 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Kick_the_door_in_frustration</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Slap his hand away</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Slap_his_hand_away</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You slap his hand away. Bad idea. Your uncle turns his head and looks at you with rage in his eyes. You have never seen him this angry. &amp;quot;Oh boy have you done it this time. You want to stay at home, fine!&amp;quot; Your uncle grabs you on the arm in a painful grip, and drags you towards the cupboard. You look back and see Dudley looking at you with a smirk on his face. Anger builds up in you. But before you can act, your uncle shoves you into the cupboard and locks the door. After sitting in the cupboard for 3 minutes you hear the car doors slam, indicating that your Aunt, Cousin, and Uncle have left. You sigh, now you get to spend the rest of the day in the dark dingy cupboard. Just great!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Kick the door in frustration]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lay down and try to catch up on your sleep]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 17:39:13 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Slap_his_hand_away</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Slap his hand away</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Slap_his_hand_away</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You slap his hand away. Bad idea. Your uncle turns his head and looks at you with rage in his eyes. You have never seen him this angry. &amp;quot;Oh boy have you done it this time. You want to stay at home, fine!&amp;quot; Your uncle grabs you on the arm in a painful grip, and drags you towards the cupboard. You look back and see Dudley looking at you with a smirk on his face. Anger builds up in you. But before you can act, your uncle shoves you into the cupboard and locks the door. After sitting in the cupboard for 3 minutes you hear the car doors slam, indicating that your Aunt, Cousin, and Uncle have left. You sigh, now you get to spend the rest of the day in the dark dingy cupboard. Just great!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Slam the door in frustration]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Lay down and try to catch up on your sleep]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 17:32:36 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Slap_his_hand_away</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Slap his hand away</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Slap_his_hand_away</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You slap his hand away. Bad idea. Your uncle turns his head and looks at you with rage in his eyes. You have never seen him this angry. &amp;quot;Oh boy have you done it this time. You want to stay at home, fine!&amp;quot; Your uncle grabs you on the arm in a painful grip, and drags you towards the cupboard. You look back and see Dudley looking at you with a smirk on his face. Anger builds up in you. But before you can act, your uncle shoves you into the cupboard and locks the door. After sitting in the cupboard for 3 minutes you hear the car doors slam, indicating that your Aunt, Cousin, and Uncle have left. You sigh, now you get to spend the rest of the day in the dark dingy cupboard. Just great!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Slam the door in frustration]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Just sit and try to catch up on your sleep]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jun 2008 17:30:21 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>HP</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Slap_his_hand_away</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Say you'd rather stay home</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Say_you%27d_rather_stay_home</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;HP:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Uncle Vernon gives you an angry disbelieving look. &amp;quot;What! So you can stay at home and tear the house into pieces? I don't think so!&amp;quot; Your uncle grabs you by the shoulder and hauls you roughly towards the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Slap his hand away]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Go to the zoo with Dudley]]&lt;br /&gt;
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