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eleneariel) wrote2006-02-16 04:36 pm
eleneariel) wrote2006-02-16 04:36 pm
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the ringing of phones on eerie dark nights
Last night I walked past a bank of pay phones. It was dark and quiet and very middle-of-the-night-ish.
One of them began to ring.
I took five steps towards it before losing my nerve and deciding not to answer. I regret it now. Wouldn't it have been fun to answer the phone?
Hi I needta talk ta James.
No, sorry, this is a pay phone outside of a grocery store. Where did you think you were calling?
I walked away. It was still ringing. I would have been fun, but it was just a little too eerie.
Shades of The Matrix, anyone?
One of them began to ring.
I took five steps towards it before losing my nerve and deciding not to answer. I regret it now. Wouldn't it have been fun to answer the phone?
Hi I needta talk ta James.
No, sorry, this is a pay phone outside of a grocery store. Where did you think you were calling?
I walked away. It was still ringing. I would have been fun, but it was just a little too eerie.
Shades of The Matrix, anyone?