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			<title>Run from him</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Run_from_him</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You punch him in the face and run into the school. Nobody was planning for you to do something so stupid, so it worked. As soon as you run through the doors you right into your b…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You punch him in the face and run into the school. Nobody was planning for you to do something so stupid, so it worked. As soon as you run through the doors you right into your biology teacher, Ms. Mastio and both of you fall down. As you're getting up you &amp;quot;accidently&amp;quot; touch her boob.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Try to take her shirt off]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Apolize]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Keep running]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 23:11:10 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Run_from_him</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Day2</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Day2</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You arrive at school to be greeted by the local gang staring menacingly at you. You stand back as the leader of ''Los Pedofilos'' walks up to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You have something of ours,&amp;quot; he said. It wasn't a question.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Show him the pen]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Run from him]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Stab him with the pen]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: High School.]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 22:48:15 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Day2</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Show him the pen</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Show_him_the_pen</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;When you hand him the pen he stands back and stares at it. His eyes glaze over, he giggles and snaps his fingers and as he walks away. Two gang members grab you from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It's a good thing you didn't have enough time to learn how to use this...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He snaps his fingers again and one of the gangsters shoot you in the sholder. As ''Los Pedofilos'' leaves, the leader touches you with the end of the pen and the pain stops, as you stop feeling anything. All that's left of you are your memories.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''The end''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: High School.]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 22:42:54 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Show_him_the_pen</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Open right now</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Open_right_now</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Open a weird box that you found under your desk, of corse! You slowly open it up and you find...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A shiny new pen! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The teacher starts class, as usual you block her out but she seems to notice you more than usual, or maybe she noticed you new pen. Either way nothing happens at school. So ready for day two?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Day2]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: High School.]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 22:35:17 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Open_right_now</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Let's wait</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Let%27s_wait</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You decide to wait until after class. An agonizing 8 hours later you look for the box but it's gone. You look and look for it and spend the rest of your life wondering what was in that little box. Meanwhile you never get a job, a life, or a girl, and die in a gutter 10 years later.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''The end''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: High School.]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 22:32:46 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Let%27s_wait</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Look at the box a little more</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Look_at_the_box_a_little_more</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;It is exactly 3' wide, 6' long, and 2' high. It has a faded green sticker that you think says ilov yom om.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The teacher sudenly walks in! Now is the time to decide. Open it, or keep it shut.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Open right now]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Let's wait]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: High School.]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 22:29:47 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Look_at_the_box_a_little_more</comments>		</item>
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			<title>High School.</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/High_School.</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You are a male high school student, no skills, no sports, and no girlfriend. You have dreamed about being a hero, but so far life hasn't been kind. But finnaly your time has come to stand out and make people look up to you (and maybe even get the girl you've been dreaming about).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The end of your old life started quietly. You go to class just like any other day but then you see a small box under your desk. You pick it up and shacke it, but don't hear anything&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now what do you do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Open right now]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Look at the box a little more]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: High School.]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 22:25:38 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:High_School.</comments>		</item>
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			<title>High School.</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/High_School.</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You are a male high school student, no skills, no sports, and no girlfriend. You have dreamed about being a hero, but so far life hasn't been kind. But finnaly your time has come to stand out and make people look up to you (and maybe even get the girl you've been dreaming about).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The end of your old life started quietly. You go to class just like any other day but then you see a small box under your desk. You pick it up and shacke it, but don't hear anything&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now what do you do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Open right now]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Look at the box a little more]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: High School.&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 22:22:58 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:High_School.</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Take his gun</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Take_his_gun</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You pick up his gun and put it in you pocket. Now what do you do.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go jack a Car]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Kill Mario for Wrecking Your Car]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 22:18:19 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Take_his_gun</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Stab him with the pen</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Stab_him_with_the_pen</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You stab the gangster leader in the sholder. He screams as his body turns into a fine black dust, and when his entire body blows away in the wind, so do you.  It wasn't a very go…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You stab the gangster leader in the sholder. He screams as his body turns into a fine black dust, and when his entire body blows away in the wind, so do you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It wasn't a very good idea to kill a gang leader in front of his gang. You get shot in several diferent places.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''The end''&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 22:15:05 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Stab_him_with_the_pen</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Take his gun</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Take_his_gun</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You pick up his gun and put it in you pocket. Now what do you do.  *Go jack a Car  *[[Kill Mario for Wrecking Your Car&amp;quot;'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You pick up his gun and put it in you pocket. Now what do you do.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go jack a Car]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Kill Mario for Wrecking Your Car&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 21:43:59 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Take_his_gun</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Take Out The Cop</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Take_Out_The_Cop</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You grab your pocket knife and chuck it at the cop.  Before he even sees it, it goes into his head and he drops.  You go and grab the cop's gun.  Mario and you get out of the center of town.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go Jack A Car]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Take his gun]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Luigi and Mario go to San Andreas]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 21:37:27 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Take_Out_The_Cop</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Show him the pen</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Show_him_the_pen</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;Created page with 'When you hand him the pen he stands back and stares at it. His eyes glaze over, he giggles and snaps his fingers and as he walks away. Two gang members grab you from behind.  &amp;quot;It…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;When you hand him the pen he stands back and stares at it. His eyes glaze over, he giggles and snaps his fingers and as he walks away. Two gang members grab you from behind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;It's a good thing you didn't have enough time to learn how to use this...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He snaps his fingers again and one of the gangsters shoot you in the sholder. As ''Los Pedofilos'' leaves, the leader touches you with the end of the pen and the pain stops, as you stop feeling anything. All that's left of you are your memories.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''The end''&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 21:36:55 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Show_him_the_pen</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Day2</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Day2</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You arrive at school to be greeted by the local gang staring menacingly at you. You stand back as the leader of ''Los Pedofilos'' walks up to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You have something of ours,&amp;quot; he said. It wasn't a question.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Show him the pen]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Run from him]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Stab him with the pen]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Catagory:High School]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 21:18:40 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Day2</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Day2</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Day2</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You arrive at school to be greeted by the local gang staring menacingly at you. You stand back as the leader of ''Los Pedofilos'' walks up to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You have something of ours,&amp;quot; he said. It wasn't a question.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Show him the pen]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Run from him]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Stab him with the pen]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Catagory: High School]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 21:17:18 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Day2</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Day2</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Day2</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You arrive at school to be greeted by the local gang staring menacingly at you. You stand back as the leader of ''Los Pedofilos'' walks up to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You have something of ours,&amp;quot; he said. It wasn't a question.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Show him the pen]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Run from him]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Fight him]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 21:13:40 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Day2</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Day2</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Day2</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You arrive at school to be greeted by the local gang staring menacingly at you. You stand back as the leader of ''Los Pedofilos'' walks up to you.  &amp;quot;You have something of ours,&amp;quot; …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You arrive at school to be greeted by the local gang staring menacingly at you. You stand back as the leader of ''Los Pedofilos'' walks up to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You have something of ours,&amp;quot; he said. It wasn't a question.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Show him the pen]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Run]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 21:11:24 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Day2</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Ask Her To Let You Fuck Her In The Pussy</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Ask_Her_To_Let_You_Fuck_Her_In_The_Pussy</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;Created page with 'She stops, glances up at you and slaps you as hard as she can and leaves.  *Go after her  *Continue to the store  *Get some clothes'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;She stops, glances up at you and slaps you as hard as she can and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go after her]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Continue to the store]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Get some clothes]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 20:56:25 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Ask_Her_To_Let_You_Fuck_Her_In_The_Pussy</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Open right now</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Open_right_now</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Open a weird box that you found under your desk, of corse! You slowly open it up and you find...  A shiny new pen!   The teacher starts class, as usual you block her out but she …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Open a weird box that you found under your desk, of corse! You slowly open it up and you find...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A shiny new pen! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The teacher starts class, as usual you block her out but she seems to notice you more than usual, or maybe she noticed you new pen. Either way nothing happens at school. So ready for day two?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Day2]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: High School]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 19:10:12 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Open_right_now</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Let's wait</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Let%27s_wait</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You decide to wait until after class. An agonizing 8 hours later you look for the box but it's gone. You look and look for it and spend the rest of your life wondering what was in that little box. Meanwhile you never get a job, a life, or a girl, and die in a gutter 10 years later.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''The end''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: High School]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 18:48:10 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Let%27s_wait</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Let's wait</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Let%27s_wait</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You decide to wait until after class. An agonizing 8 hours later you look for the box but it's gone. You look and look for it and spend the rest of your life wondering what was i…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You decide to wait until after class. An agonizing 8 hours later you look for the box but it's gone. You look and look for it and spend the rest of your life wondering what was in that little box. Meanwhile you never get a job, a life, or a girl, and die in a gutter 10 years later.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
''The end''&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 18:43:59 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Let%27s_wait</comments>		</item>
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			<title>Look at the box a little more</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Look_at_the_box_a_little_more</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;Created page with 'It is exactly 3' wide, 6' long, and 2' high. It has a faded green sticker that you think says ilov yom om.  The teacher sudenly walks in! Now is the time to decide. Open it, or k…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;It is exactly 3' wide, 6' long, and 2' high. It has a faded green sticker that you think says ilov yom om.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The teacher sudenly walks in! Now is the time to decide. Open it, or keep it shut.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Open right now]]&lt;br /&gt;
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*[[Let's wait]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 18:14:32 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:Look_at_the_box_a_little_more</comments>		</item>
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			<title>High School.</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/High_School.</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You are a male high school student, no skills, no sports, and no girlfriend. You have dreamed about being a hero, but so far life hasn't been kind. But finnaly your time has come to stand out and make people look up to you (and maybe even get the girl you've been dreaming about).&lt;br /&gt;
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The end of your old life started quietly. You go to class just like any other day but then you see a small box under your desk. You pick it up and shacke it, but don't hear anything&lt;br /&gt;
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Now what do you do you:&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Open right now]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Look at the box a little more]]&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category: High School.]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 17:59:51 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:High_School.</comments>		</item>
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			<title>High School.</title>
			<link>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/High_School.</link>
			<description>&lt;p&gt;Noaa01:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You are a male high school student, no skills, no sports, and no girlfriend. You have dreamed about being a hero, but so far life hasn't been kind. But finnaly your time has come to stand out and make people look up to you (and maybe even get the girl you've been dreaming about).&lt;br /&gt;
The end of your old life started quietly. You go to class just like any other day but then you see a small box under your desk. You pick it up and shacke it, but don't hear anything&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now what do you do you:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Open right now]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Look at the box a little more]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: High School.]]&lt;/div&gt;</description>
			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Mar 2013 17:54:50 GMT</pubDate>			<dc:creator>Noaa01</dc:creator>			<comments>http://72.14.177.54/CREATE_YOUR_OWN_STORY/Talk:High_School.</comments>		</item>
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