<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26027578</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:09:27.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>True Story Found</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://true-story-found.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26027578/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://true-story-found.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AnneMarie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13412620110464182009</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26027578.post-114492753573846687</id><published>2006-04-13T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T08:11:10.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1  - finding the girls</title><content type='html'>"hey ami!" yelled carly, sighing, I (annemarie, my nickname is ami) turned around. "hey." "hi! OMG! Guess what? I'm going on a date with Karac tomorrow!" "Carly, excuse me for being unenthueastic, but I don't have a boyfriend." "Oh pooh, thats your problem." We turned around and walked thought the school.  "Hey Ms. brown! Guess What?!  I have a date!" I just rolled my eyes.  "Evil Children,go away, I haven't had my coffee yet!" "hey!", yelled Carly, "I'm freaking seventeen!" "Yeah, but I'm older" I laughed.  "Oh shut up ami!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how close are they?"  "I dont know master, perhaps you should check the computer program.?" "DON"T tellme what to do...I think I wish to check the program.  Rananin!  My computer is broken!" Sighing, Rananin reached down and pushed the on switch without talking.  The Program switched on, then calculate the girls would find it in about 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey whats this room, I haven't seen it before." I stated.  "what room", said Carly, "I don't see a door." "right there, it isn't a door, just a door frame." "I don't see anything, just a wall and a picture of the principal reading a book, and a really bad one if you ask me." "look", I said, and stepped through the door.  "Where did you go? annemarie?" I grabbed her and pulled her inside. "Isn't it cool?" I yelled.  Poking where the door would be, carly giggeled, "hehe, its like clear jello." ::poke poke poke::  "wow. carly, get a life"  Then thee was a noise and someone walked right past us without even glancing towards us.  "M-Mabye we should go" I said "nah, lets stay, said carly.  Then there was a metallic ringing and a boy of about 18 and dressed in full armor was in the room, holding a bloody sword in one hand and a shield in the other. "Run!" I yelled, and we tore out of the room, down the hall, and outside to lock ourselves in carly's car.  'huff-huff-huff' "who was he?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What, how did he get there?! We wont win over the world if he gets hold of the truth tellers before we do! We have to beat him back to theroom and get them first!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night- :bring bring: bounding onto her bed carly mashed the on button on her phone, "hello?" "Carly, lets not tell anyone about the room, ok?" 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