FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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Natch, teach saw the note in Emily's hand, & plucked it from her prostrate form. "Passing notes in class?" he chided us over the inert girl. "Hmm, 'Good Job'? What sort of job?" We -
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This FoldingStory is intended strictly for use by authors and members of FoldingStory.com. All characters are fictitious. Any similarities to actual events or persons is purely -
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and once I secured that, the "what"s and "who"s would not mean a thing. Secluded and removed from my past and any strings attached, I'd exist in bliss -- incredulous, arrogant bli -
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and no one liked it or commented on it. It just sat there moving slowing down the page as others posted their lame goings on about their kids and what's they ate for dinner. Didn't -
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hand over her other hand over his hand over her hand over his heart. She put her other OTHER hand over... "Jesus Christ," he said, staring blankly, "how many hands do you HAVE?"