Finished Folds (41—60)
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3Jane stretched and rubbed her eyes. The had fallen asleep last night with list in her hand. She smiled when she read it. "New Year Resolution 1: Wake up."
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8I could see all there was too see: The sparkling lakes and oceans, golden-white desert sand, lush green valleys, and the universe itself, stretched out before me.
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3"Well..." The patient sighed. "She's... not the best mother. She's hit me, Screamed... You're a therapist, right? Do you know why she'd do that?" I scratched my chin. "Well..."
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4im skidded to a hault. He had no clue what that meant; he had barely picked up any Russian from his grandmother. He tried going around the Russian man to continue his jog.
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4about to go down. I was going to end my problems with acne once and for all. And if it didnt word i'd just have to murder the company that promised the Zit Zapper would work.
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6with rock given to him by neighbor Phil. Phil good man. Phil help kill wife.
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5I quickly got a reply. "Just give it a minute." I waited, staring at the picture, and something happened.
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5After the professor finished her lecture, she turned to a student and asked "What did you learn from this?" The student looked up from his notes and said, "I AM GROOT!"
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6I am Groot.
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2As Lee-Lee typed her latest fold, she wondered if writing about yawning affected anyone else as it affected her as she covered her mouth with her hand to hide another yawn.
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3Lane woke to his cell phone buzzing by his ear. He yawned and flipped it open. There was a new text from a blocked number. He opened and read it. "Did u 4get something?" It read.
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7I looked over my shoulder to see where the noise, a deep throaty chuckle, came from. "Blurh," The chuckle came again. He was getting closer... Elmo. He was coming.
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2He checked the clock: 10:32 PM. Three minutes until the news would come on, announcing the murder of Thomas Rogers. He grinned, sipping the thick iron-tasting fluid in his glass.
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3She was tan. She was tall. She was gorgeous. I had to talk to her. "Excuse me, miss?" "Yeah?" A not so lady-like voice answered. Wait...he? I stared at her. She, or he, laughed.
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3"Yeah, I have gay characters, so what?" She typed. The other author seemed amused. "R u gay or sumthin" He replied. She rolled her eyes at the spelling errors. "Who gives a fuck?
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7Being she was extremely bored and felt like doing nothing but writing, the young girl opened a draft in her email to begin a story, and stopped. She had an unread email.
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9Lee-Lee cursed her PC. The website she had found allowed her to create stories, but not to add on to others' stories, as she had not enables cookies. "What the hell are cookies?"
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4One day, when I was extremely bored and making up stories with my imaginary friends seemed too boring, I decided to create a new game. A game that put me in this straight jacket.
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4I was Skyping a beautiful Italian girl I had met on some chatting website when...
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2"When did this appear?" thought the young maestro as his eyes rested on a glittering black violin. It was definitely not one he had scene before. He picked it up to inspect it.