FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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11JMan thought he was flying for a moment, before he hit the hard, damp ground. He could hear Det laughing as the train disappeared around the bend. His wrist was sprained, but
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10I still felt like I had found no joy. That was until she walked up. "Hi my name is Joy> I think we're in the same class," she extended her hand. I started so hard I jumped.
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13How could she have known that dinner would be pure poultry in motion? Mrs. Butterworth spent so much time on the bottle, the turkey took her totally by surprise. Her funeral
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10and 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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10That was it. I could see by the teacher's face it was over. "Well, see you around," I said sadly. "There you go again," she chided. I set my sights on the volleyball coach instead.