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The Storywriter

  • Dec 25, 2025
  • 1 min read

The Storywriter

Writes her story daily

But little did she know

Of the problems she faces daily.


The story had in mind,

Its details were all but forgotten.

She forgot the wording

Being compelled to use the “All-knowing AI” for help.


Her Parents

Who earlier motivated her to start the story

Now compel her to stop

For she is focusing on it a bit too much.


They want her to stop the creativity in her head

But it ishers

She decides when to think and when not,

So why force?


These thoughts in her head

Is too much for her to carry

Should she continue despite the schoolwork

Or end it once and for all?


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