There is no story.

I thought you learnd your lesson?

There is no chapter.

And there still isn't.

And there definitely isn't a second one.

You can obviously read.

So what do you mean the title of the chap-

Of the non-chapters mean?

There

Is

No

Story

Okey?

You're just wasting your time again.

I mean

Really.

Don't you have a family?

Or pets?

Or anything at all?

Aside from being so bored that you're actually reading this?

Reading this

Nothing?

Because, you know, there is absolutely no story here.

And no words.

And I don't even know what encouraged you to klick on this.

Really, there is no story.

And there is no chapter.

If you don't believe me

You'll see for yourself.

There is absolutely no story here.

Have you tried playing video games?

Or watching something else?

Anything at all?

Because looking at this blank page won't get you any less bored.

Trust me.

I'm writing this.

And I don't care what you think of this.

This is my non-existent-story about nothing.

And you're reading this at your own risk.

Now that I think about it, maybe I should change the description.

And put a warning in the authors note?

Oh well, maybe I'll do that.

I mean

I could.

But there is no description, since there is no story, you know?

Argh, what do you know anyways.

I mean, you're probably not even reading this.

Because there is nothing to read here.

Because there is no story.

But obviously you still don't get it.

I mean

You're STILL here!

Staring at a completely blank page!

Maybe I'm not the only one on drugs here.

Well. Please let me know what kind of drugs you've been taking to actually do all of this.

Klicking on a not-story

With a not-picture

And a not-description

Staring at this blank, purely white page.

Maybe I should take you to my therapist?

Hm? How does that sound?

Maybe there is still a way to help you.

"Rainbow!" I turn around in my chair.

"Hey Sunset! What's up?"

"You left so fast, I totally missed to ask you if you.... what are you doing?"

"Who? Me? I told you I was writing something."

Sunset tilted her head at the computer screen.

"Uh-huh.. and what is it that you're writing?"

"A story."

"And.. what is it called?"

"There is no story."

Sunset stared at me completely lost.

"What?"