I've been writing stories since I was a little kid, and I always used to record them on our windows 98. Consequently I had tons of files in this one folder of all the things I wrote beginning when I was eight and ending when I was about eleven. There were at least a hundred documents in there, if not more.
We got a new vista computer recently, and so my father moved the old computer up into my sister's room, and clears every fucking thing on the desktop for her, and then empties the trash can. Bye bye all that work.
Fuuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
all the time I spent, down the drain
fuck fuck fuck