Finished Folds (21—40)
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4the graveyard shift. Spock groaned. "How illogical," he muttered to himself. "I'm a highly intelligent alien-human hybrid. I should have a better job. But no. Kirk always gets the
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5ya know, the usual stuff a bird girl has. She was pretty special, though, even for a bird girl.
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4monopoly on my dining table. What a jerk! I was hungry, blind, and broke, and now I wasn't friends with Hackensmoots anymore. Who can be friends with a guy like that anyway?
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2or else you're tea's gonna be too watery and kinda gross, so don't forget those." "Gosh, dad. I'm going to college. Not Africa. They'll have tea there." "You can never be too sure!
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4the missing link. Old Chesty had been on the force for years and his gut was never wrong. The killer hadn't been caught. Gomez was just a pawn in a greater game.
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7"Jessica." Jim sighed. "You can't keep pretending you have a cat... It's just plain weird. What if my mom sees you and takes away her blessing? I can't marry a crazy cat lady."
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3little head into business that wasn't his own. I shoulda known he was a rat. Granny Smith was weak, but Chicago was strong. Only way to break it was from inside.
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7but up, to the future--a bright, blue future. A bright, beautiful future. Agent Smith pushed the door open for the last time, a small smile tugging on his weather-worn face.
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4A loud screech echoed down the hall of the dark castle, interrupting Petunia. The Elephant King looked up. "Oh, no. Petunia. It's your father. He's found us."
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3a BLT." "What's that?" Betty whispered to me. "A brains-leg-tongue sandwich." "Ew." She wrinkled her nose. Being a zombie was new to her. She'd adjust.
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4we're all gonna die anyway. Dread road or not, this whole planet was hurling towards a deadend and didn't seem to be slowing down. The Pict just wanted to prolong the inevitable.
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5"These books got magic in 'em!" Shoeless Lector declared and I take a step back. "Well, nice to meet ya, Leccy, but I really oughta get going. Family, you know how it is."
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3will kill you. Yeah, that's right. You're a goner, sucker. I've got the best knights in all the land and I'm not afraid to use them. I'll do whatever I can. Got it, punk?
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4It was a funny story, actually. The roller rink girl wasn't really the party type, and don't get me wrong, neither was the dorm girl, but Jim called over the whole football team.
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5the doors to my right. They get opened more, you see. They're more important. I'm just a lonely leftmost door. Easily forgotten since I don't lead anywhere interesting.
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3Whatever. It was gross, okay, but Hell wasn't so bad. It was better than my aunt Velma. Now that was some serious halitosis.
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3"Peter..." the doctor said, but didn't finish. "I don't want to die," I said, and stood up. If I was going, I was going gloriously. I am the eternal boy, doomed to a early grave.
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2she was a terrible liar and always impicated herself in her stories in an attempt at making them more believable. But she had to. Belle was too dangerous--too powerful. She had to.
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6have to be unpredictable. If I'm not unique, then what am I?" she asks, leaning back against the wall, twirling her long dark hair. "You're you," I say, "and there's nothing wrong
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3slow, steady. The buzz of relaxation. Yes, this is nice. This is good. Let's just lay down, maybe watch the stars or something. Something nice. Something