The Last Paper Crane
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Every town has one: the shut-in, the pariah, the impoverished, lonely soul living alone. In this particular town of Virville, this person was a small girl with no name but a hundred lies.
An ugly past and an ugly future weigh her down, and when she discovers the toll of her lies, she decides to redeem herself in the only way she knows how: paper cranes.
This story was written for the Bad Qualities Contest held by Everleigh_ .
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