FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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15
"Move to the photo station," the clerk instructed. Her bitterness was clear through the top of her bifocals. I began to shake; my last photographs had been abominations, accenting -
12
I owned an angry computer. It always automatically added curse words to my instant message text, whoever I was sending it to. Alas, I could not afford anything else. -
10
odles, and no fries. Dad yelled out, "Jen, get back in here!" He'd assumed my sis had made the swap while he ogled his big juicy burger, but I had very nimble fingers and -
15
Luckily he had a long and effective tongue (or so he had been told) and in a jiffy he was all spic and span and ready for the world. The bathing prohibition had been instituted -
10
Delerium", "Tremens" and "Trafalgar" simply because she could. Her husband, "Mister Cuddles", had been similarly nominally abused as a child, and together they embraced the absurd