"I said a boom chick a rocka chicka rocka chicka boom." Sang the Camp Counselor. She was wearing sweats. A clip board. On the Pine Stage doing her shtick. The son of the

Boom!

Lucinda Blackwell left her husband where she first met him -- in a dumpster on Harbor Street. A few days later, a couple of detectives came calling and asked some tough questions,

I looked down. -ETA?-. I typed -Can't text. Driving.- I looked up just before impacting an oak tree at 65 mph. I had neither a seatbelt nor a windshield but a large gust of wind

On the date of August 11, 2011. A 97 year old lady was rushed to the hospital. She had been gaining weight over the past 9 months. I just so happens that

A good-hearted woodcutter was about to chop down a mighty tree when the tree spoke. "In return for my life, I will grant you three wishes," she cried. The woodcutter decided not to

And the parade lines reformed for the ribbon cutting. My parents were in the brass section & Meryl with her flute. They played & marched & I cut open the gift. And the parade lines

There are few ways to leave your mark long after you are dead. You can be a conqueror, a great philosopher, or you can write something for posterity. With these few words, I leave

The screams woke me up.I heard when my mother brought DeeDee back from her dream wich,based on the sounds she was making,could be anything from erotic to a nightmare.It was such

Becky and Biff were so clueless that they thought the 10 days of protest were at the Chi Rho house. Presumably about the drinking crackdown there at SMU. They decided to join the

And after all that hard work, all she said was "Bravo, and now go mow the lawn, we will have guests tonight." Guests. The last time we had guests was in 1979, and all that happened

Nobody bought the 50 lbs. bag of groats at the whole foods market. It had been placed way in the back behind the flax seed crumpets. There, it sprouted tendrils and became sentient

Stacy and Joe decided to have their honeymoon in a McDonald's Play Place. The narrow crawl tunnels were romantic. The catering was succulent. But the ball pit was contaminated with

"What am I even doing with my life?" She thought. "I'm so sad and depressed. All I do is sit in my room cutting myself. I need to get out. I need to change." She gazed up at the

Every morning I read a Folding Story and my goal for that day is to reenact its events to the best of my ability. I aim to strive for authenticity. It's a new kind of horoscope.

Three once lived a gnome. He was short anf fat. One day he...

What is it with you people?

Private Twitch of the 3rd Pinecone Brigade really wanted to be down on the ground where the action was with Silvertail & Acornelius. The pitbull rounded the oak for the third time

His name was Phillip D'Abott,and he had already heard all possible jokes on it:

This prison was on the borders of four different dimensions. The great bronze walls around the metal chasm had huge pipes tangled all about them. In my tiny cube-cell, I waited.