Finished Folds (1—6)
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4"Come with me," he whispered in that deep. scruffy voice. He pulled her quivering arm and led her to a speak-easy in downtown New York. The bar flipped over to reveal alcohol.
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3She woke up to a the everyday routine of going to school, work, then bed. But on the weekend, she put on the blonde wig and was center stage at the Wells Fargo Center. She was.....
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1I can't wait around for your texts anymore. I can't be dragging along every day with the hopes that you will love me once again. I have to give this up. I will always love you.
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1It was in preparation for Jay Gatsby's big bash. Golden cups floated around the room and fringe dresses flapped everywhere. I was only a lowly waiter when Daisy entered, Oh Daisy.
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0What do you mean? You've told me you loved me a thousand times. How can you look at me and lie to my face? Was there any truth in the black smeared ink of your love letters?
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0A black dress. A white hat. Black shoes. A white cat. She lost her color vision and only had the ability to see in black and white now. She was always left curious and isolated.