Finished Folds (41—52)
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3my delicious pork. I got home and cooked it, then sat down to relish the pork. I was about to put the piece of meat in my mouth, but I felt a tap on my shoulders. I turned and I
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5He handed us our drinks with a smile. "Cheers!" I said, clicking drinks with my friend. "Drop the glasses." The bartender said suddenly. We swivelled around to see him holding a
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2She laughed softly. "You know you want it." She whispered, leaning into me and closing the distance between our mouths. And once it started, I couldn't stop.
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2I stepped into the gorgeous car, admiring each splendid curve. I drove down to the mansion. I needed more money, I think, as I get out of the car and devise a plan.
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1The man watched the cats with great contempt. Cats didn't deserve money, he thought. He had one thing to do. He grabbed a knife from the kitchen and finished the cats off.
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1I reached for a scone. It was delicious. Someone tapped my shoulder suddenly, and I whipped around to see a tall woman standing behind me. "What do you want?" I ask her. She points
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3I tasted the blood. Quite bitter, I think, before walking away, ready to find a new target. I spot a kitten in the alleyway. Very interesting.
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1He stood up dizzily, brushing off his clothes. He looked around awkwardly. Three million purple faces staring back at him.
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3painting looked spectacular. I found some cabbage in the refrigerator. After mashing it in the grinder, I dipped my brush in it and painted a couple of green bushes.
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1a serial killer. I never expected it, but overhearing that conversation on the phone had blown my mind.
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4He rolled his eyes and creased the edges of the story. He handed it to the concierge, who accepted it with surprise. "I'm trusting you with this," he told him.
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4leather. This was more her style. She pulled it over herself, letting the warm cloak envelop her body.