FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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The child ran from the building, carried out into the night on tiny feet. The child looked for help, but seeing the stars above, quieted. There are stories everywhere. We can pick. -
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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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But he rode that bus to work and back. He ignored the stops and just kept riding, no matter how many others boarded. One day that bus ran out of fuel, so he found himself a new bus -
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Thirty years later and it still burns my butt that I didn't get the part of the Artful Dodger in that production of Oliver. Story of my life. Just a generic street urchin who -
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Gus met Dr. X at the door and said "She ate another one". Dr. X was aghast. "Is she out of her mind!?". The doctor and Gus walked over to the couch where I lay. Dr. X reached into