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		<title>&#8220;Crying&#8221; by Jason Cantrell &#8211; Flash Fiction Ghost Story</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Written by Jason Cantrell.  Check out his website and follow him on Twitter! &#8212; Can’t you make him stop crying? The house was quiet.  Silent.  Still.  The house was never quiet anymore. He’s always crying!  Can’t you make him stop crying!? Gabby sat in her room, alone.  Her eyes, unfocused, stared at the black dress [&#8230;]]]></description>
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