Fear of the phone

The ringing phone lets her down. She hates it unlike in the past where the wait for its beep used to be the sweetest. How swift changes can be!

That night she held it tenderly for one last time before everything changed for her. And, when she woke up from her dreams the next day she promised never to be the same again. The truth was she could not. Not, even if she wanted to.

Gifts once given are not to be taken back. And, innocence once lost is lost for good. But, that day she resolved that if there was anything that she ever would live for it has to be her innocence that has been taken away. It was not a gift given, her thoughts wondered. And, her heart thundered at the thought of the abrupt change in her little world.

The phone stops ringing. She is hugely relieved. The darkness gets less dark. I shall get it back, she murmurs. And, then she walked away. Far enough not to hear the phone again…






Posted by Silenceofthedepth, Saturday, December 29, 2007 8:16 AM

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