10 Folds
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She stepped over the threshold and stretched an arm out, palm up, as she had been instructed. Nothing. She took another step into darkness, and there it was. -
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The ground was soft. Soft and warm. He looked down to see what kind of surface he was standing on, and it wasn't the ground at all. The grass between his toes was soft pale fur, th
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The ground was soft. Soft and warm. He looked down to see what kind of surface he was standing on, and it wasn't the ground at all. The grass between his toes was soft pale fur, th
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she was dead. Because if one didn't reply, one must be dead. There was no way she would ignore his message, so she had to have died. He called all her relatives, telling them the h
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"Why are you home from the party so early?" asked Mother. "Because I was bored yo." Sarah replied. "Never use that slang talk in this house again." said Mother. "Never again."
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So she writes. She creates the most simplistic, annoying, horrid stories, and for what? Oh, that's right, because she's bored. So she forces us to suffer with her by reading her st
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Squids are pretty cool, I guess. "says Sam." Say, don't the quotations go around the quotes? "asks Meghan." Nah, "Sam replies." Today it's backwards. "Meghan sighs." Youre always b
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She logs on to Folding Story for the first time in months, elated that some of her stories have been completed. "I must make more!" she exclaims, so she starts a story about a
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Frustrated that I cannot remember a simple word, I type 'that party thing stuffed with candy' into the search engine and facepalm when I see the results. A pinata! Of course! How c
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at the crowd of psycholigists gathered around him and cleared his throat. "I am a very sad man," he bellowed in a voice resembling Steve Carell being swallowed by a cow. "That I kn
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in delight as she cut into the pinata. Why did it so closely resemble a human? Why was there red punch rather than candy spilling from its orifices? Oh well, thought the children,
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She was dazzled when she looked up. She had finally returned to Foldtopia, and oh, how it had changed. The Foldtopians had many new stories, and many of her own were now finished,
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The corner of her mouth curves up slightly as she slides her hand over mine. Her hand is warm. My skin tingles where she touches me, sending shivers up my spine and warmth
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I reach to run my thumb along her bottom lip. She stops drawing and stares at me, my thumb brushing over her mouth, fingers resting on her jaw. I lick my dry lips, tempted
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She stops drawing and stares at me, my thumb brushing over her mouth, fingers resting on her jaw. I lick my dry lips, tempted to set my mouth over hers, to fit them together as if
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Careful and quiet as she sends the pencil down the page in short strokes, she chews on her lower lip, soft and pink and scarred from childhood. Even so, her lips are perfect.
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I watch her as she draws, her eyebrows knitted in concentration, fingers curved carefully over the pencil as if it is a valuable tool in creating a rare delicacy. In
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Adam was starving by the time the lunch bell rang. He rushed to the cafeteria and saw
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Ken's eyes widened in horror. "Oh god, I just ruined that fold!"
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the man's chest. He looked to his roomate, scowling. "Why are you here, really?"