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Daily Prompt: Static

The static was overwhelming as I tried to listen to the words that coming out of your mouth on the phone. 

But, soon all I could hear was the storm going on around us in the background and then nothing but static on the line. 

I didn’t know if you had made it to safety in that moment but, I hoped so hard that you had for I just couldn’t picture that being the last time we talked.

Thirty-minutes later you walked in through the door sunken wet from the heavy rain but you were okay and just wanted to get out your wet clothes and maybe have a cup of hot chocolate before going to bed for the night.

You made sure we sat down and talked before heading of to bed and ending this stormy night on a good note. 

 

Written By: Deirdre Stokes

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Daily Prompt: Static

By mywords2228

I love to write poetry and reading tons of books. I've starting to explore writing fiction so I hope you enjoy my work.