She sat there, staring at her computer screen. It had two words on the screen. Big and Bold. Thick in black and taunting her about it. Pending Approval. She wrote a story. A extreme and intense story. About love and the slice of life. Some parts were super exaggerated. Still she poured her heart and soul into it. Made it cost 2 dollars. Two simple dollars. It was pending approval.
She walked around town, she ate lunch and dinner, and anything else to ignore the Pending Approval taunts.
The young woman screamed. Cried. Wrote twenty short stories.
When she had enough she yell at the computer. Screamed at it. You know what she realized when fussing at her computer screen? The WiFi connection was not on. Quickly she went down to restart it. It read on, you know what she came to?
"PENDING APPROVAL"