Origami Girl

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Parts 85
Time 45h 6m

Reads 26,809
Votes 1,146
Parts 85
Time 45h 6m

When you fold a piece of paper, you're essentially changing the memory of that piece
    
    Under the dim light of my desk lamp, I took the square piece of fuchsia paper and laid it on the table. Flipping it over to the reverse blank side, I fished out a pen from the depths of my pencil case. Pen between my fingers, I contemplated writing what I really wanted to relay. My true thoughts. These meaningless feelings. Inhaling deeply, my hand quivered as I tried to control the strokes on the thin sheet of paper.
    
    "Please forget about this." I wrote, in minute handwriting.
    
    I then started to fold the paper up with my clumsy fingers. Over the reverse side I made a crease, over the inverse side I made a crease. I folded a corner, turned a flap inside out. I smoothed out the paper on the table, and finally dared to take a peek at what I had created. The end product I received was a horribly disfigured cherry blossom.  Imperfect, ruined and ugly.
    
    Just like my imperfect, ruined, and ugly soul.
    
    -Cover background by Avwyn from Deviantart, all credit goes to the artist-
    
    -Cover edited by me-All Rights Reserved

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When you fold a piece of paper, you're essentially changing the memory of that piece
    
    Under the dim light of my desk lamp, I took the square piece of fuchsia paper and laid it on the table. Flipping it over to the reverse blank side, I fished out a pen from the depths of my pencil case. Pen between my fingers, I contemplated writing what I really wanted to relay. My true thoughts. These meaningless feelings. Inhaling deeply, my hand quivered as I tried to control the strokes on the thin sheet of paper.
    
    "Please forget about this." I wrote, in minute handwriting.
    
    I then started to fold the paper up with my clumsy fingers. Over the reverse side I made a crease, over the inverse side I made a crease. I folded a corner, turned a flap inside out. I smoothed out the paper on the table, and finally dared to take a peek at what I had created. The end product I received was a horribly disfigured cherry blossom.  Imperfect, ruined and ugly.
    
    Just like my imperfect, ruined, and ugly soul.
    
    -Cover background by Avwyn from Deviantart, all credit goes to the artist-
    
    -Cover edited by me-

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