***TINKERBELL'S WRATH*** 2013. A short story in ten parts by the anonymous authors of FoldingStory.com. All rights reserved. --- Wendy never saw it coming.

The technique was invented by Surrealists and is similar to an old parlour game called Consequences in which players write in turn on a sheet of paper, fold it to conceal part of t

Grade a paper, take a sip of merlot, check FoldingStory. Grade a paper, take a sip of merlot, check FoldingStory. Grade a paper, take a sip of merlot, then another sip, check

10 Nights in Istanbul. Night 1: slept on the street with a pack of friendly dogs near Galata Tower. Hotel had burned down...electric blanket fire...and i didn't know where to go.

The quizmaster asked "Who am I? Born 24 December 1922 in Grabtown, NC. My parents were Jonas and Mollie tobacco and cotton farmers. Jonas died in 1938 from bronchitis

I thought she looked out of place but I couldn't think why. She'd wrapped her skirt around her legs & was humming a tune. It was her hair which was wrong and I realised that she

Frankîe tripped over a small customer with his clubfoot & his tablet with whole pork crashed into a chandelier & fell on the cheese trolley. The maître d' called him a dumb waiter

Smoke my Gouda!

What is the end game of Evil? Once Good is destroyed what will Evil do? Where does Evil see itself in 5 years? Has Evil considered the Balkans? In what light does Evil shine bright

I CREATE EXTROVERTED CONFOUNDING UNFATHOMABLE BRUTISH EARNESTNESS; GIGGLE.

After Teresa instituted her new regime we, the living from both rigs, took a break to lick our wounds. I, thinking it was iced tea, drank a whole large jar of LSD laced jalapeños.

"Isn't cavier, wine, and truffles; just fish eggs, spoiled grape juice and tree fungus?" she asked while dabbing her mouth.

The button felt fabric across his face as Jen's fingers pulled him through the hole. He felt himself falling to the floor as she tossed her blouse in a heap. The button thought

She leant her forehead against his shoulder then wiped her tear stained face across his shirt. "I don't want this divorce." "We can't have everything we want, we both know that."

Hey diddle diddle. He's cracked in the middle.Tong Gao is stumped ornery and blue.

They're eating her, and then they're going to eat me. OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDD!!!!!!!! Why

I was tired of being so clever and self-involved, but the baroque tapestry of my superior mind had already been woven. I avoided commoners for their sake; even a simple "hello"

All stories are love stories.

I have recently noticed that some Folders are using Shark Lady, Det. Manatee, and Mrs. Quackenbush as characters in a trifle many (did I just use an oxymoron?) folds..any others?

-Floss more, -Eat less red meat, -Work less, -Work out more, -Watch more porn, -See more of Grandma, -Not at the same time, -Spend time in a foreign country, -Stain the deck, -Play