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last phone call (plz comment)
written by darkness_follows_me08:15 PM 3/30/05An ordinary school girl, she had a few friends but good friends.
She also had a boyfriend who always teased her about the way she sounded.
Her boyfriend worked late nights, delivering pizza to houses.
Everyone said they were made for each other.
Her parents cared for her and as for her brother; she always looked up to him.
It was the girl’s 18th birthday and all her class mates got invited.
Her parents promised her that they’d be back by midnight so she can party all they like.
Her brother stayed round his friend’s house so she can feel comfortable and free.
Her neighbors joined in the party, and one was an old lady…
She gave the girl money as a birthday present and told her to spend it on what ever she wanted.
The old lady sat on the sofa and watched TV, while the students danced round like lunatics.
There were phone calls from other students saying that they were sorry that they couldn’t make it.
Her boyfriend told her that he would see her after he had finished work.
It was nearly 11:50pm, everyone was drunk and high, many were taken home by taxi.
Someone vomited on the floor, so the girl got the mop out and started mopping.
She waiting for her boyfriend to arrive and while she was mopping, the phone started ringing, it was her parents, they were stuck in traffic and said they’d be home sooner or later.
It was now 12:00 and her parents weren’t home yet.
The girl was dancing around and singing with the mop, the door bell rang and it was her boyfriend.
They had a romantic dinner and they decided to take it one step further because the girl was now 18 and ready for it.
While they did it, the phone rang again; but they ignored it and carried on doing it.
The sun had rise and her parents were finally home. The girl checked the phone call that she blanked; the number was her next door neighbors, the old lady...
The girl asked her parents: “The old lady from next door called.”
And her parents were in shock because the old lady from next door had died a week ago. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
it isnt really a poem,and i was bored so i wrote it
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (guest) (3-30-2005 - 08:19 PM)
by lostlove5050 (3-30-2005 - 08:20 PM)
by ashesinmypath71 (3-30-2005 - 08:22 PM)
| Tht was really good i wish i could write non-rhyming poems that are storyish like that. I know i don't make sense but it's good |
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