FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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ive with a decidedly aquamarine air waddled up to the foot of the bed. "Just as I suspected. You've been folding in your P.J.s haven't you?" "Why no Mr. Manatee sir", I stammered -
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little faces. Wilfred was in a foul mood,which probably meant his diabeetus was acting up again. "I hate staying at Uncle Wilfred's house" whispered Jane, who ducked when a pancake -
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I became the person I always dreamed I would be, almost. All the traffic lights were green. I was to work on time. I hadn't punched anyone in the face. -
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The big kids also told me that kidnappers lay in wait in the junior picture book section of the library. My childhood was fraught with imagined peril. Which prepared me for later
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too enthralling. Only when I looked up & saw my fiancé's mobility scooter was gone as well as my fiancé, did I realise I was alone again. It still hurts, even though I'm old.