Jealousy crept through my body when my parents told me that they were going to dinner in the Willis Tower. Who wouldn’t want to eat on an upper floor of the formerly world’s tallest building? My brother and I waved them goodbye as they pulled out of the driveway. I walked upstairs to my room and opened YouTube on my computer. Nothing seemed amiss.
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Glancing at the clock, I read the time — 10:30. I had been reading with WFMT playing through my radio for about an hour. The house was quiet, and the only noise came from the rustling of the branches in the wind. The phone began ringing. I picked up.
In Russian, my mother said, “We’ll be home in half an hour. Skora. We are really close.” Both my brother and I had been waiting for their arrival. I sat back down calmly and continued reading.
At 11:30, I began to worry. What was taking so long? To my relief, the phones rang again. It wasn’t them. My brother picked up. He looked fazed when he put down the phone.
“They were in a car crash,” he said.
“Who? Mom and dad?” I said disbelievingly.
“They were driving home, and a car hit them.”
“What?” I sputtered.
I was stunned. I looked around.
“That’s all I know.”
I walked back to my room and began pacing around in circles. Dad’s been hit before, I thought. It can’t be that serious. They probably just got rear-ended or something. Thoughts were racing through my brain. I felt empty. It was like something had crashed into my heart. I knew something had happened, but I had no idea what it was. I’ll see them in the morning when they get back. They’re probably exchanging insurance information. My mind was searching for an answer that could comfort me. Flipping open the book of prayers on my nightstand, I desperately tried to find and read any applicable reading or song. With an open mind, I went to sleep.
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I woke up the next day, and my brother was already on the phone. My parents were not home. I picked up another handset and joined the call. Feebly, my mother was telling my brother what to put in a bag so that our grandparents could pick it up and take it to the hospital. I was shocked. My parents were in the hospital! I helped my brother gather my parent’s belongings. I had a million questions, and I was absolutely
The sound of a deafening ringtone went off awakening Lewis. It was 3:24 am, no caller ID. “Hello,” murmured Lewis as he answered the phone.
All of the sudden, I heard my phone's text tone go off. Picking it up from off of the bed, I turned on the screen to read what it had to say. It was from Tod. "Sylvia," it read, "Turn on the television if you're nearby to
It was midday and I was sitting at my desk eating my lunch when I heard the phone ring. It was a very surprising matter that someone had called me at this time of day. I then rushed abruptly to the phone because I knew it must be urgent. My favorite news reporter Marc Hardy was on, so I decided to stop and listened.
What was he doing? Phil wondered. After about an hour, Phil started to feel somewhat tired. He rested his head on the boy next to him, who already had his own on Phil’s shoulder. He smiled as he shut his eyes, about to drift asleep. Then he heard a buzzing noise, which he assumed was Dan’s phone. Suddenly, Dan sprung to his feet, causing Phil to fall onto the couch. Dan searched frantically
The day before I was to leave home, with most of my belongings half packed, the phone rang. But where was the phone? Probably under some clothes or box. I dashed across the room to find it before it stopped ringing, knocking over several open boxes and sending clothes everywhere. I grabbed the phone it was my son David, who could talk for hours if I let him.
Lilly looked at the time on her watch and huffs out. "It took you forever." Lilly bitterly rolls her eyes, Keke shrugged and got out the outfit.
Before I could even finish the paragraph I was on, my phone started ringing. Groaning in annoyance, I slammed the book shut and grabbed my phone, answering without looking who was calling me. "What?!" I barked.
“You're telling me that she put a hex on me for being mean to her?” Oliver asked as he and his brothers sat in the living room. He placed a hot water bottle on his lower abdomen and groaned. “Are you having a laugh?”
New York City was pulsing with life. Street acts were setting up and vendors were already calling people over to try their food and drinks. Lorelei Locke breathed in the combined smell of grease, gasoline, and garbage that she had grown used to. She was a city girl.
Eleven sat on the couch, I was walking around. Looking at all the things I pick a figure it cool like a monster, "is there a number we can call for your parent?" I drop the figure onto the floor. One of the boys look at me weirdly, I think his name was Luca or Rucan, I have no idea. I tend to have a bad memory. I move one of the people forward on the game board and knock down the big dragon. I turned around when I heard a noise, Eleven flinched at the boy who just clapped. I glare at him before walking and sitting next to Eleven. I heard them talking, but I focused on the loud noise from outside.
Eric sat up with a jolt, a line of sweat coating his chest, and the vivid remains of a horrible nightmare lost in his mind. He swung his legs off of his bed and rushed into the bathroom where he threw up all that had been in his stomach the night before. Two bottles of beer and cigarette smoke that long before began coating his lungs. Maybe that was why it hurt so much when the acidic liquid spewed from his mouth. He coughed and stood from where he had knelt in front of the toilet, flushing it before standing in front of the mirror.
It was the morning, Devi woke up late and was trying to get dressed. She was freaking out a bit and stuffed her face with her breakfast. She looked at herself in the mirror and her curly hair was a mess, she didn't care and ran. To the front of the house saying good bye to her family members. She saw the bus waiting and she waved as it started to leave, she realized she didn't have her backpack. Devi ran inside and back to the bus. She sat in a seat and leaned forward to catch her breath. The girl sitting next to her smiled and said "You were a mess out there." Devi turned around and laughed, "yeah, i woke up with five minutes to spare. It was crazy." She shook her head. "It sucks cause my parents had a huge, delicious diner waiting for me-" "That's awesome!" The stranger replied. "There was such good food waiting for me, but i missed it!" "Wow! If only my parents did that for me, I'd be up on time every morning. What's your name?" "Devi. What's yours?" "Marielle. What grade are you in? I'm a senior." "Me too. I already like you, hopefully we have classes together." "That's a bold statement. What if I'm evil."Marielle gave Devi a menacing look. "No way. I mean look at your outfit."
We found him by the ice where I fell. We ran towards him eager to figure it out. Finally we reached him. He saw me and jumped up and hugged me.
It had been little over a week since they arrived at what remained of the ark. Though Raven couldn’t really be sure how long they had been in the sky, she was keeping track of the days, not the way she should have been. She was preoccupied working on what need to be fixed. There was no way in hell she was going to let this fail, not after everything they had been through, not after Clarke sacrificed herself to make sure they got here. Taking in a deep breath she glanced out the window catching site of the earth a frown formed on her parted lips. She still couldn’t believe what happened, it didn’t seem like that long ago she crash landed on the earth, it was so green now it was in flames. With a shake of the head she turned her gaze from the plant, there was no time for sitting around doing nothing. She had to much to do to day to just sit around and do nothing. She wished she had more hours to get everything done, or at least more people to help out with what need to be done.
waking up to dog slobber all over my face. When I open my eyes I see Sugar standing on my belly barking at me . At the same time my alarm was going off, it was already 10:00 A.M. I was suppossed to meet with my clients thirty minutes ago. I sprung out of my bed in a bustle, rushing to get ready. When I pick up my phone I see 10 missed calls, from Jana and Tedd my clients. They wanted to meet earlier this morning, to discuss how i’m going to decorate their new house. I throw on some shoes put Sugar on a leash and sprint out the door. In the busy streets of New York, I try to track down a taxi. After, Sugar and I get into the car, I tell the driver, “129 East, Boulevard.”