She kept pounding on the keyboard, her muse in her full glory. The story finished and she pressed the publish button.
Kapoot! after the glory dance of few minutes the website returned her a blank page published under the title.
She looked up at the wall to check if she has by mistake picked up the sketch pen and written the story there… nope! the wall was absolutely clean… she thought she saw a set of grinning teeth … but that too was her imagination.
She picked up the keyboard to check in case she has written it on the table under it… nope! there was nothing there either.
So where did that story went… the one she typed… the number of words of the one that the website so neatly counted so meticulously before she clicked the publish button….?
her heart whispered to her ears… her over…
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