Finished Folds (1—6)
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3the end was near. The night was deep, the air was crisp, and... this was it. He breathed in heavily and tried to calm his shaking hands with no sucess. Oh! his eyes I can't forget
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4were the delight in her life. The path to life, the path to joy. She dreamed of them all day all night, and when she wasn't she was still dreaming. Such sweet creatures, she cooed.
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1"Sure, it does" said clearly outloud by Mr. Clean. He then suddenly searched his pocket and pulled out a chunk rubber bands. "You see.." Mr. Clean started swallowing the bands one
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5That was until the fuse had to go out in my fridge. The unfortunate incident resulted in a beautiful downstream of golden glowing cheese into the kitchen floor and to the front yar
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4"Wake up, Ana. Ana!" a loud yell woke her up at the most incovenient hour. Rolling her body in the bed sheet, she spat on the intruder's face. That had to be it.
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3were soaked in hatred. Not every canine animals know the thrill of howling as much as these neighbor dogs. I turned my head for a different perspective. It had to be her, had to