Finished Folds (61—67)
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4smashing things as they went. What's the bloody point if it all? Sad as it is, nobody seems to care about answers like that anymore.
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5Funny, how you're always left looking for things you thought were safely tucked away. There was nothing for it, I'd have to go find another one. This time, I'd do it the right way.
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2I ignored the the narrator's voice because I knew I couldn't trust him. After all, look at how this story's turned out. If I could go back and change a few things
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1In the end, help did come from an anonymous benefactor. Like the general many feared it would be the end, yet it marked the beginning of something new. The start of a new era.
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5quickly. "Life's unfair", I told a little kid as I stole her 3 wheeler and peddled all the way to Sonia's place. Some weird bloke at the door. Dark clouds gathering overhead as I
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3punched it. "I decide what's right or wrong." she started. "Are we clear on that?". I quickly nodded, hoping to avoid another blow. "Then go tell Mrs. VanDerBoss we are ready to
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3the door wouldn't hold long. "Kitty... is that you?" her mother answered the phone. Her voice muffled like she'd been sobbing all night long. Typical. "I need to get rid of some