{"id":3569,"date":"2012-05-18T09:04:22","date_gmt":"2012-05-18T16:04:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/shaoweb.com\/?p=3569"},"modified":"2015-04-21T15:24:52","modified_gmt":"2015-04-21T22:24:52","slug":"jason-anderson-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/shaoweb.com\/?p=3569","title":{"rendered":"Jason Anderson (3)"},"content":{"rendered":"Chapter 3 The Pool\u2019s Terrors\nI biked hard. Down the street, to the square building, inside the red doors. I parked my bike on the bike rack, and then rushed over to see if Samuel was there.\nSure enough, I saw his light brown hair sticking out of the crystal blue water. I scooted over to him, but then stopped. I had to change into my swimming trunks first.\nI slowly trudged over and into the hallways. It felt like ","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Chapter 3 The Pool\u2019s Terrors I biked hard. Down the street, to the square building, inside the red doors. I parked my bike on the bike rack, and then rushed over to see if Samuel was there. Sure enough, I saw his light brown hair sticking out of the crystal blue water. I scooted over […]<\/p>\n

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