Finished Folds (21—31)
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3she was prepared to play dirty. She places spikes on her shoulder pads and rubbed butter all over the ice. She cared more about hurting the others than scoring a goal, because why
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6tore up the document anyway. He replied with a gusto of superiority, "This story would be suitable to put in my hamster's cage to defecate and urinate upon." Mad, I knocked over hi
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3rane lowering steel beams for Brainchild to bend with his mind. Scientists turned up the voltage as he hollered in agony, but slowly, the metal crumpled in mid air. The main doctor
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6He shoved into their faces some happy colors and artificial flavoring. They would march in single file everyday until their blood vessels exploded like over microwaved Hot Pockets.
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4My brain stung like a bee colony was floating around up there. But I took more pills, turned up the radio as I slammed on the gas pedal. I had a wedding I needed to destroy quickly
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5blow kisses to both guys and gals then wait to see who blew them back. I thought it was elementary school tactics like writing down, "do you like me?". What works once could again.
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3the lands she dominated. Mrs. Coconut was like Icarus, she flew too close to the sun and was falling into madness. She could never tell him anything again, but the gods didn't care
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5against barren rocks. She was searching for a home away from the negative onlookers. Here, she could be free to hate and love without having to mask it. Finally, she could be free
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2Maya's bronze skin glistened like pirate treasure as the water dripped off her bare body. I never skinny dipped before, but I became hooked to it like her. My hands reached out to
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2It was Nicole, she lived among the branches because the police was still looking for her. Especially after what she did to her boyfriend. He was banged up bad, in some hospital bed
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1I put the words on the paper hurriedly. I wanted her to fall in love with my sentences like she stared at the long haired, muscled eyed surfer boys. Too bad she could not read it..