"If I wanted a lemur I would have asked for a lemur..." he exploded, exasperated. The young girl took a step back from the counter. "Oh alright, you said he could be fitted with

At strip malls, people usually kept their clothes on. But at many abandoned shopping malls, some people sat on the benches naked, ruminating about the passage of time, watching

The secret to making quality pancakes, is to stir the batter until it is smooth.

The guy kept following me, I'd been walking for over 10 minutes and noticed the same guy behind me. As soon as people weren't around he walked faster and got closer to me.

One day, there lived a little snowman, in the snow and it was very cold. The best thing was it's winter. But it felt bit sad, for it will melt away when the sun comes out.

Cyndi hated it when you misspelled her name. She wasn't Cynthia or Cindy. Her insistence on the right spelling landed her in trouble last Tuesday, when

جلس الكائن الفضائي في مركبته الفضائيّة يتفحّص المدينة من الأعلى عبر نافذة مركبته. ينظر إلى أنوار ناطحات السحاب المتلألئة، و السيّارات التي تعبر الشوارع، و الطيور في السماء

Once upon a time there was a teacher

As December arrived with snow blanketing the city with its untamed wrath and sapping the life out of all the trees, Wil, Ted, Rose cast a spell on their greenhouse protecting their

If the world in 2050 is suspected of being so populous, why go to Walmart?

"Okay Ryan," Martha started exasperated, "So what you're telling me is; you're gay, an angry midget wants to kill you, and you have an ancient relic from god knows where. Why?"

Carl had been working for his boss for twenty years. He'd worked his way up from coal miner to vice president of operations. Then his boss' son fumbled into the company and took

Noone would have thought that anything special would happen on that particular Tuesday, let alone Boris. He caught the bus for work as usual, little realising that he would never

A quiet child appeared at the teacher's desk. She had tears streaming down her cheeks. No words came out and she peered from beneath long strands of hair.

It is rather difficult to create a Folding Story that has any kind of coherent plotline. This is for obvious reasons, but also because all of the

International space station 9 was on fire again. I turned the channel to a sitcom shot entirely from a scrotum's point of view and immediately began to cry.

I hate my grandma's attic. It's creepy and smells like moldy socks. Probably because there are moldy socks up there, along with the rest of dear departed grandpa's other things.

Oscar stood in front of an apartment complex. It was a bit like his own, almost. Except this one didn't have graffiti on the walls, didn't stink of weed on the second floor.

Having not given it much previous thought, this latest mass shooting makes me feel

It was a pity the soft cheese was used to wipe the counter clean. Clean according to Ronda anyway. The counters were a constant chore, a thankless job really. She could justify it