Finished Folds (1—8)

• 8
  Jane and I would race from the London Eye to Buckingham Palace. Despite her short legs, she would beat me every time. We always knew we were BFFs, but destiny was pulling us apart.

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  2013-10-20 10:55:05

• 2
  As the grease dribbled down the bamboo, he slumped further down into his seat. A concoction of apathy, depression, and fatigue blew over him. He chomped on the pork rinds and

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  2013-10-19 12:57:22

• 2
  "I always hum Greensleeves when I'm feeling depressed." said the ugly spotty teenage girl, as she stared at me through her nerdy glasses. "What do you do?" she asked me.

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  2013-10-19 12:50:53

• 2
  was no good at attracting ladies, so he had to rely on prostitutes for sexual satisfaction. However, this because very pricey, so he

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  2013-10-19 12:45:05

• 6
  saw a beautiful young woman, with plump boobs, cuddling a teddy which looked like it had just been won on the Hook-A-Duck stall. She was weak and vulnerable. Now he was sure he

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  2013-10-19 12:42:40

• 1
  fashion. That style of torture just isn't cool anymore, and anyone who wears those marks should be looked down on in society.

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  2013-10-19 12:37:44

• 2
  . You saw what I did to her." He deviously yelled whilst limping across the room. After that moment, the children didn't even let out a whimper. Their jaws were frozen, wide open,

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  2013-10-19 12:33:10

• 4
  At that point I forgot everything. Every little thing: Who I was, what that bright ball in the sky was, and even how I was meant to stand with these flattish objects on the bottom

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  2013-10-19 12:29:45