We (humans and any other animals with internet connections) are wired for stories… they’re ubiquitous. Every culture has developed (eerily similar) myths… oral stories (Illiad) that have been passed down for generations… major religions that teach with parables… and that doesn’t begin to mention the billions of dollars we pump into movies each year (albeit some of the money is misguided).
Thus, I want to take this opportunity to create a story with my griends (blog friend or non-marshmallow “peeps”). Please read the story I have started and add to it… add a word/phrase/sentence/paragraph (but nothing more than that in one sitting)… check back and add some more later. Write what comes to mind… don’t struggle—stories are natural! And maybe leave your final sentence incomplete to make it more fun for the next person. (X-rated and blatantly offensive comments with be edited out). I’ll type a grand finale in a day or two to put an end to this crazy internets experiment.
Read on for the story…
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Sally Fortrain was frail, but surprisingly mobile and spry considering her 80 years of age. She lived alone and every night at exactly 9pm she would gaze upon her pride and joy in life: a gold-encrusted toothbrush she had received many years ago as a gift from…