Finished Folds (1—20)
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5balloon animals. The art of creating balloon animals was a dead one. It needed to be revived. One day people would learn that it was an art that required patience and
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4His mom, he smiled remembering her memory. Hair in tight curls, the smell of fresh food always cooking on the stove. Then one day she said she was going to get the dry cleaning and
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1eat. No respectable hit man could resist biting into a big piece of meat. It was so manly, so barbaric. I'd use the meat as a distraction and then I would make my escape to
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2a deck of playing cards, all missing the spades and bent. Such was life now after the apocalypse. I put the gun in my mouth and pulled the trigger.
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2Indeed boys underwear wear was my special memorabilia. I collected them. They gave me good luck, and on day hopefully, I thought I could pawn them and make a fortune
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1The Rapture. Finally, the time had come to be taken into the light.
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2was his and his alone. He knew the hell beast well. It was on these days when he forgot to take his medication that the hell beast would come and
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1He was always doing that, rubbing my face in my mistakes.
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4It's what we are raised to want right? They want us all to be doctors or lawyers or accountants. But really deep down you always know you need more than just corporate America.
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2As the shadowy figure came closer I gasped in astonishment; the figure was my Father.
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3She had rings upon each finger and her nails were done in a blood red. In fact everything about her was red. Her hair was a velvet red, her eyes the color of murder. Red everywhere
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5My mother was a prostitute. I was born off the highway somewhere. My mother was just finishing up zipping up her John when she went into labor. This is how my story begins.
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1That the beautiful woman was dead was no question. Her skin was cold and white, her body still, silent. The note he pulled out from her bag said only one thing, "Margret knows
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1It was set then, we had laid out the perfect trap. On thursday at 7 pm, just when no one would be expecting it; we would
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2Next I expected him to ask me which pill I wanted to take,; "The red or the blue?" This shit was getting to Matrix for me. I looked him in the eye and said, "Tell me Everything,"
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6and slowly looked around at the other patients. There was this small bearded man in the corner rocking back and forth with a pacifier in his mouth. The tough guy biting his thumb.
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0And the best kind of shiny of all was Diamonds. Always, always, diamonds.
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3Since I was not good at riddles, this wasn't going well. The Angel smiled at my silence and said, "Will that be death then? You can live in eternal hell forever..." .
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2The dark lords words called out to me. Beneath the moonlight the yellow ducks looked like candles on a cake; flickering everywhere. I decided to join the dark lord.
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3In thirty seconds. And it did. Thirty seconds later and the message filtered into the air, nothing but ashe dropping to the ground. Jim knew at once he had no choice but to accept