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I don't know if this is the right forum (if it's not, someone please move it) but I was writing a page for a game I'm making and when I tried to add a link it said there was an error and the page didn't exist. When I refreshed all the text was gone. Is there any way I can get back what I was writing? I reeeeally don't want to have to re-write it, it was 67 paragraphs long and it'd be nearly impossible to write it that perfectly again.

Ask the mods, they probably have a backup. And wow that is a long page.

I'm exaggerating. It wasn't really like 67 paragraphs long, but it was really really long. I don't really know who's a mod. Do you have the names of a few?

... I'm a mod. No, I don't think we have anything like that, though I'll tag an admin just in case I'm wrong: @Sethaniel

I will advise you to do two things in the meantime, though:

1 - Write as much as you can remember clearly right now, before it all leaves your head. No, it won't be perfect, but better sooner while you have a fair chance of remembering rather than later. I know it's a pain, but stories aren't a labor of love for nothing.

2 - Don't write it in the editor. The editor glitches sometimes. Write it in wordpad or whatever you have on your computer first. It's better to have an external copy, even if it's only for a few seconds prior to posting, just in case.

Something like the size of this?

You run back to your work place and roll to your desk. Crawling underneath, you pray for the best. 

"Oh God, please help me despite all of my terrible acts......no wait, fuck you."

A nearby man smirks, before a sudden electricity blackout summons screaming. The lights down come on this time. A nearby woman opens something, and SNAP! A light glows in the very light darkness. You're about to ask why they'd need a candle in the daytime, but this is getting creepy. And this building is huge. She apparently got into some kind of first aid kit. She begins distributing them, and you walk up with the group. Luckily, not many people work on this floor, at most a dozen. The woman hands you some bandages and a long pair of safety scissors.

"Hey, anything else you handing out!", you joke. The girl just rolls her eyes and keeps with her help. The anxiety is killing you, and evidently the other people. 

"When will we do something next?", a rather ugly looking man states. 

"Um, I'd rather stay here." The others nod on your statement. 

"I, I'll go." A girl stands up.

"Nobody else?", the man replies. "Okay, then. Let's go." The two creak open the door to the staircase and you can hear footsteps. Everything is quiet. You begin to delve on your dream. Then a massive humming sound begins to become louder and louder. 

"What the hell is that?" Then a ZAP! and a THUMP! A couple of screams follow. You tighten your grasp on the desk legs. But then.......wait, a minute, that's not murder....that's the television downstairs! Then, as a following result, the lights flicker back on. The humming noises get louder, and eventually you shove the nearest shit into your ears. The glass then shatters and a close cubicle collapses. A woman rushes over to see no-one was in it.....luckily. Clink. Clink. Clink. You look out of your small shelter to see the cause of the sound. You stare at the neighbor tower. Clink. Clink. Clink. Oh my God.....

You sprint over to the door, careful to include your items. Slamming open the door, you trip over a few stairs, but sprint down the flight of stairs. Clink, clink, clink, clink, CLINK, CLINK, CLINK, boom! An eerie sound depicts the nearby tower tipping over, the top slams down onto this tower. You hear screams and even a splatter of human flesh on a window, but keep on running. You get to the bottom floor, though the building is gaining and crushing. You jump and roll out of the building, screaming for your sake. Looking up, you gape. A humongous flying saucer-shaped machine hovers above the ground, only feet away from crushing the now collapsing building. Turning, you can see a huge traffic jam in the city's attempt to ditch this disaster.

"What the hell? Is this some 80s movie?", some guy walks out of his car. 

But then the humming stops. The cars go silent. The buildings have crumbled to a point where any destruction would just continue what already happened. Then, a buzzing continues.

"What the fuck!" You scream and sprint towards the guy's car, jumping in and hot-wiring the car.

"Hey!" The guy yells but soon turns his head to the more important thing- what just happened. The flying object has opened a hatch and thousands of small jet-like vehicles fly out. 

The Armageddon has begun.

Yep, I wrote this 

A bit longer, actually.

I'm too tired to get my longer writing, so meh.

In order to possibly circumvent this in the future, I'd also recommend a browser extension like Lazarus: Form Recovery that'll save what you type in text fields in case something happens.

I've been there, I feel your pain, but consider it a lesson learned. Doesn't matter what or where you're posting, you want to always, always, always have a backup of anything important. Think of it like a gun; even if it's unloaded with the safety on, you still don't point it at anything you're not wanting to shoot for even a second because why take that risk. Same goes for clicking that Submit button. Just assume your page or post being eaten is always a possibility. It takes half a second highlight and copy to prevent it.