Finished Folds (1—3)

• 5
  Onyx sat, staring at the ice blue eyes looking back at him. Not entirely sure what it was, it moved with the same fluidity as he, the same timing. Copying his every nuance.

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  Jugada

  Folded

  2013-05-07 22:07:49

• 3
  Nothing appeared to be different, yet everything did. It was like he was viewing everything through funny colored glasses. He stared blankly for a few seconds at a man

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  Jugada

  Folded

  2013-05-07 22:03:13

• 4
  So many things I wish I could have, but most of all I wish they would all just see me for who I am. Treat me as anything but a child, whose feelings should be spared.

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  Jugada

  Folded

  2013-05-07 21:56:54