{"id":3573,"date":"2012-05-18T09:08:12","date_gmt":"2012-05-18T16:08:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/shaoweb.com\/?p=3573"},"modified":"2015-04-21T15:42:13","modified_gmt":"2015-04-21T22:42:13","slug":"jason-anderson-5","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/shaoweb.com\/?p=3573","title":{"rendered":"Jason Anderson (5)"},"content":{"rendered":"Chapter 5\u00a0 Trouble\nThe moment I walked into the room, I knew I should\u2019ve run away. Because guess what? There was only one available seat, and that was the chair next to Samuel.\nI sat down, and scooted away from him as possible. He leaned forward, and whispered into my ear: \u201cBad luck, for a short guy like you.\u201d I glared at him, and noticed his bruise had gone down a little bit.\nAbout an hour past before the n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Chapter 5\u00a0 Trouble The moment I walked into the room, I knew I should\u2019ve run away. Because guess what? There was only one available seat, and that was the chair next to Samuel. I sat down, and scooted away from him as possible. He leaned forward, and whispered into my ear: \u201cBad luck, for a […]<\/p>\n

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