What Was I doing?

I was sat in front of a computer when a stranger entered my room. At first I was pretty scared, but she seemed real nice and helpful. She opened Ficly (?) and told me to try reading the stories because they should be short enough for me; and maybe I should try writing one. What the hell; here goes. So, for starters, that’s about as much as I can remember. I’m not sure what else to tell you, because, well, I’m not sure what I know and what I don’t. I didn’t even know I could make my fingers dance across the buttons the way they do. I wish

Hello!? Please help me. Where am I? Did I write the stuff above? Why else would I be sat here. I’m a bit anxious right now. Hope it all comes back to me soon. Hold on, someone has come to help me. I’ll be right back, maybe.

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