FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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But a moment later, I knew there was a chance. In three weeks I could regrow my luxurious armpit hair, braid it and bead it, and she could never top that. Hah! -
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let her open a Facebook account. I could see mom tending Farmville on the internet while I was sizing coffins. She had 200 friends but I was the only one at her funeral. -
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(Based on a true story) On nights like this, my dad would go to the garage, turn on the UV lights, and suck up moths with a vacuum cleaner.
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More silence. Deadly silence. Scaly gill pulsing silence... It was the silence of the goldfish. What were those carnivorous Cypriniformes up to? I spied through the keyhole -
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time went all slow-mo and Dame May Whitty caught me as I fell. "Never mind about shaken or stirred, dear," she advised before humming a tune into my ear. She vanished as I re