Write a one hundred word story in which no word is repeated.

Use the word Demure (shy and reserved)

Words. They hold immense power. Without them, where would we be? It’s a challenge in itself to write a story where no word can be repeated. But I know everything is possible, though some things seem hard. Just like now. So, let’s see how this goes. Already half way through. Running out of verba, mind. Guessing other languages are fine, yes? Good. Twenty more. Brain aching. Slowly stalling. Not sure what’s coming from my head anymore. Five. Four. Three. Two. Done.