it's wednesday.

this is just something that i wrote for an english project. i thought that it was kinda good so here it is. it was based on the word....phone. ya.



“NO MOM!” Lily screamed at the top of her lungs, “I HATE YOU!” She ran down three flights of stairs, out the front door, down the front steps, and onto the sidewalk infront of the aparment building. She looked up and saw her mom opening the window and beginning to yell down to her but she didn’t get a chance because Lily ran away too fast, and down the street before the words could even come out of her mouth.

She felt her phone vibrate and heard it beginning to ring from deep inside of her swear pantspocket and once again, she ignored the call. After Lily left she decided to just run. Learning her mom had done that to her completely broke her heart. Her feet began to accelerater as she continued running. A light snow began to fall. Once again her phone rang. Lily ignored the call again. She didn’t want to talk to her mom. She was now just about four blocks away from the apartment building when she finally came to a brisk walk. The streets of Manhattan were so loud on a Saturday night. Cars racing, horns blaring and at least five cars with sirens had whizzed past her. For almost the hundredth time, her phone rang. She slowly slopped it out of her pocket and into her cold hand. Quickly, the weathers intensity picked up. As lily looked down at her phone and realized all of her missed calls were not from here mom. In fact, none of them were. It was a number of which she had never seen before and didn’t recognize. Quickly, she flipped her phone open, “h-h-hello?” Lily asked into the receiver. A man with a deep voice came onto the phone.
“Is this Lily Winston?” he asked her calmly.
Um, yes sir,” she responded. There was a long uncomfortable silence on both lines of the phones. “How did you get this number, who are you?”
The man took a long deep breath and began to talk again. “You were the last person your mother called in her phone,” he took another deep breath, “I’m sorry ma’ma. There’s been an accident…” He continued talking, but that’s all Lily remembered hearing out of his mouth. All of a sudden, she couldn’t even remember why she was mad at her mom in the first place, or why she stormed off like that. The only thing that she could remember were the last words she said to her mom, “I HATE YOU.”
Lily dropped her phone and fell down on her knees on the sidewalk…crying. Her tears like the blizzard…hard…and endless.