How I wrote this.

This is a story about how I wrote this story.

My tale starts now, in the kitchen. I am sitting on a chair in front of my computer, when I declare something to no one in particular.

"I got an idea for a new story."

"Let us hear it then," my mother says.

"Im going to write a story on how I wrote the story." I get no reply. "How does that sound?"

"Interesting," my mother says, and turns back to cutting potatoes. I think about it for sometime. Would this be a good idea? Could this story be The One?

Yes, I decide.

So that is when I open a word processor on my computer and start writing.

The End

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