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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/tenwordstories/421341.html&quot;&gt;When she said &apos;hot dogs&apos;, they aren&apos;t really &lt;i&gt;dogs&lt;/i&gt;, right?&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <title>I Am His Father</title>
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  <description>Memories. Broken. Fragmented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember dying. I remember fighting the Terminator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to protect Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Come on, motherfucker.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember dying, and white light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...I shouldn&apos;t feel pain if I&apos;m dead, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I open my eyes, to the familiar surroundings of my world. Of the future that is to come. I know what has happened, at least, I think I do. Somehow instead of dying I&apos;ve gone foward to my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I beat the Terminator? Did it get Sarah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it couldn&apos;t have. If she were dead, this future would not exist. I realize a few things now, looking back on my time with Sarah, and the time spent here before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know why John gave me that picture of her so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am his father.</description>
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