This admission is uncomfortable for me, so please don’t get upset by it. Yesterday, I received a comment on Claiming Ivorie and inadvertently deleted it. If the person who made the comment would repost it, I won’t delete it this time. When I started reading the comment, the cursor was on the delete icon, and my cat smacked the mouse.
Honestly, I didn’t even see it long enough to know if it was a kind comment or an angry response. I couldn’t find a way to bring it back, and if it asked me to confirm the action, I didn’t see it. Why? Because I was trying to get the mouse away from Ekon, who was trying to kill it. When I looked back at the screen, the message was gone.
The truth is, comments are precious to me, and losing that one bothers me. Well, if I had comments, they would be precious to me. Was my first one good, bad, hateful, or indifferent, I don’t know. On this site, it was my first one. So, if you were the one who made it, please repost it.
If you haven’t read it yet, check out Claiming Ivorie for the BNWO, here.
The story was written for another sites 750-Word contest, so it's very short.