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  <title>Some people just don&apos;t have what it takes</title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2008 02:57:45 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set.... I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sick.</description>
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  <description>I really just have a few seriously important questions about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where am I?&lt;br /&gt;2. How did I get here?&lt;br /&gt;3. WHO THE HELL IS CUFFED TO ME?!</description>
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  <description>.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants us to go to school. No, not School school, but school school. If that makes any sense to any of you out there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She already enrolled us and everything. We have to wear uniforms too... and we have to... act normal. God forbid we ever be different or anything. I&apos;m so nervous about this. I&apos;ve been trained since birth to cringe at anything that says school, but now we all have to go?! Ugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and I saw Eraser Max again. She really scares me.... I... I asked Fang. If I turn into anything bad he knows what to do. I will not allow myself to become a danger to my flock.</description>
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  <description>Stupid Institute and your stupid codes trying to keep us out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt this bad before. I really felt like I let Iggy and Fang down today. Like I let them all down! Fang thought he had the code... I thought he was right! It seemed to fit. But no. It was too easy. Its never that easy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, people at this community cheer me up. The things I read.... puts me in hysterics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and guess what? I discovered I have an extra special talent now too. It makes me happier. I can fly.... well, that&apos;s not the good news. I could do that before. I mean... I can fly FAST. I wish I could have clocked it... but I&apos;m estimating 200+ mph. Maybe 240. It... was... AMAZING! I&apos;ve never felt so alive before...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Mar 2008 10:03:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>This place is so... weird. Well, I mean... its paradise basically, but I&apos;m just not used to this sort of thing. I actually got to take a shower yesterday. A real, honest to God hot shower. And I could have spent all day in that thing. So could the rest of my flock. I forgot what the Gasman&apos;s skin actually looked like. I was almost certain he was dirt colored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flock... they love it here. Why shouldn&apos;t they? We&apos;ve got a warm home now, beds to sleep in, food every night... plus Anne&apos;s got 50 acres of woods with animals and a pond. We can fly freely without worry. So far we haven&apos;t seen any erasers.... like I said, paradise. But we can&apos;t stay here forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we spent an hour pouring over those notes. They&apos;re all numbers now. Its like some horrible code that none of us can crack! Is this another test? Jeb kept telling me everything I did was a test.... I hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... I know I&apos;m probably overreacting but... this is my flock. My family. So... why did I feel useless to them last night? Like... like Anne had taken control of things...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2008 03:48:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>WORST DAY EVER</title>
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  <description>OH DEAR GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are screwed... we are in so much trouble.... how the HELL am I supposed to get us out of this one?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That woman is clever... We could have talked our way out of the other detectives. Angel, Iggy, Nudge, the Gasman... they were doing so good. And my guy... a couple more lines and he would have left me alone! Then she stepped in! And they had food... and she offered us a home! We need a place to stay if we&apos;re going to be searching DC but... DEAR LORD! SHE&apos;S WITH THE FBI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They know about the School too... they want to know everything we know. I can&apos;t tell them anything! Its just my family and it always will be us! I will not let them in on this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God... I hope Fang is going to be okay... of course he will... the doctors said he was doing good. But... I was so afraid we were going to lose him. I hated to trust the doctors and the FBI... but Fang needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And how all this started.... SOME PEOPLE CAN&apos;T STAY DEAD! First... what&apos;s with the new erasers?! THEY HAVE WINGS NOW! As if fighting them wasn&apos;t hard enough... actually... now its easier. They are horrible fliers. And Angel.. god that girl scares me sometimes. She told the Eraser he was going to drop... then he tucked his wings in and fell to the earth.... that girl frightens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top the big Eraser surprise I got another shock of a lifetime.... ARI IS ALIVE! I... I thought I killed him... I thought he was dead! But no... he&apos;s alive and well... well enough to try to kill Fang! I... I don&apos;t know what to do with all of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... I had the biggest scare of a lifetime... I looked in the mirror a few minutes ago... I can&apos;t tell if I&apos;ve lost it or if something horrible is happening to me.... Why did I look like one of them... like an Eraser? Am I.... what am I?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Flock&apos;s new names-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fang - Nick (not Fnick...)&lt;br /&gt;Iggy - Jeff&lt;br /&gt;Gasman - Captain Terror (I think Anne&apos;s humoring him... we&apos;ll see how long this lasts)&lt;br /&gt;Nudge - Krystal&lt;br /&gt;Angel - Ariel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me.... Just... me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more note to self: Start looking at those papers from the Institute.</description>
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