Actually, this is the end: "Getting to this

Actually, this is the end: "Getting to this point at all was a small wonder in itself. Everyone was proud." The last fold is where this story starts...
I tripped over something pink and fluffy, and wondered what it could have been...
wispy fluffs of pink hairs clung to my trouser leg and no matter what I did they remained attached to the fabric. I slowly turned around to examine the fluff ball I had tripped
up over, but it was gone, lost to the breeze. I sank to my knees, sending pink fluff flying everywhere. As the fluff flew I inhaled some and began to choke, desperately breathing
and crying some, too. I suddenly sneezed, sending pink fluff flying wildly, spiraling through the air and tumbling further away. Tears trickled down my cheeks. "Farewell, fluff."
I thought I heard a tiny voice from the pink fluff say goodbye as it disappeared into the clouds. Sniffing, I suddenly felt quite alone. That's when the angry clown came 'round the
corner, brandishing a knife. Luckily, I had overcome my fear of clowns a long time ago and I kicked him squarely in the chest, sending him reeling back into a nearby birch.
The clown came back again with fists at the ready, evil grin plastered across his face, but I had already left the scene. I ran through the bushes, leaves brushing through my hair
, branches and thorns ripping my dress to ribbons and ruining my makeup. In desperation, I decided to set a trap for the clown who was in hot pursuit. I began to scratch at the
ground & dug up my weapon. I climbed a tree to wait. When I saw Shifty the Killer Clown nearing I took aim, threw and split him in two from his rainbow afro wig to his red nose.

Started: 2015-11-27 21:12:43
Finished: 2015-12-04 10:54:45

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