Finished Folds (81—100)
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0The crickets crunch between my teeth as I contemplate my next move. I'm off the grid, but I'll need supplies eventually. Maybe I'll be able to get them without drawing attention to
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6"When you send a sentence out into the world to be folded, you can be sure that it won't come back the way you wanted it to." I suppose that's not a very inspiring moral. Maybe:
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6Mother Goose's presence was as comforting as always. Or it was, until Ms. Muffet caught something large and dark scuttle under her dress out of the corner of her eye. "...Mother
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8As the hands tightened around my throat, I pondered how I'd gotten myself into such a mess. It all began with the tea party, of course. And I'd used my best china too. I guess
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6I hate flies. I HATE them. The way they buzz around and zoom back and forth. They're dirty! The NOISE they make. They just bug me! And Michael bugged me too. That's why I had to
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2for another year, but as the rest of the facility moved on to the new science of human dehydration, grants trickled to a halt. Surviving ' mouseoderms' were donated to the zoo.
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3dined, she confronted him, demanding the rights to his fortune. He refused. The ten belly dancers set into him, and he bled out on the million-dollar fur carpets. Well, it's not
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3Gretel approached the oven. Her face twisted with guilt, she scooped up some of the bbq sauce and tasted it. "Delicious," she admitted, and the witch cackled. "I know!"
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4but the reflection didn't change. I glanced over my shoulder, and saw nothing there but empty space. I looked back into the mirror, and there he was, hands on my shoulders, smiling
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3The flask of cyanide was heavy in my pocket. The elderly queen smiled, and I gave a weak grin. I deserved that crown. I wanted it- needed it. If only there was another way for me
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1ranging from: "My makeup's the wrong color!" to: "The walls are bleeding!" He managed to put on a wonderful play- but the stress backstage led him to quit acting forever.
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5The vigilante popped off the box's lid. "But it's looseleaf! The nefarious Doctor Crumpet can only be defeated by being doused in tea- I just can't brew this anymore!" I sighed,
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2growled, his red eyes narrowed. "Look," I sighed, "I know I said I didn´t care what you got up to at night as long as you payed your rent, but draining innocent civilian´s blood
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3when the cult had decided to incorporate meat cleavers into their rituals, but it certainly made an impact. The twerking ceremony came to an end, and the ancient bump & grind rites
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7Sure, she was a nice piece of ass, but he was confident that if he actually spoke to her, he'd love her for her mind. If she could understand his slurred confession of love, they'd
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5fled, flailing fearfully, from the room. Zippa Zappa's squidlings slithered back to her, and she gave them their orders in a truly triumphant tone. "Verily, victory approaches! All
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7had to sleep outside! It almost hit freezing that night!" The man blinked "I just killed 42 men. I ended human lives. Their blood will-" "And speaking of bloodstains," I broke in,
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4Yet one day meat will turn the tables. "Soon," the cow continued, "we will taste the sweet, smoky flesh of our oppressors. Only the vegans will be spared." The animals cheered.
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4a faint hum, but otherwise the TV was silent. There was no static, just white. What had channel 69 been earlier that week? A dating show? Now a shadow appeared in the corner of the
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2dug into her meal alone. Nothing new there, of course. It seemed she was always alone those days. And what did it matter? The wine would keep her company. It kept the voices quiet,