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By Emily D., Marlboro, MA
I sit there with
the phone in my lap
Waiting, waiting ...
Once again,
I check the clock
Waiting, waiting ...
I feel fear, excitement,
and nervousness
Waiting, waiting ...
My heart thumps with every second
and beats with every sound
Waiting, waiting...
RING! RING!
I scream
Grab the phone
Knuckles white
But cannot take it
Off the hook
What will I say?!
How will I say it?!
Scared stiff
A statue of fear
Waiting, waiting ... ...
Silence.
Was it him?
This piece has also been published in Teen Ink's monthly print magazine.
.:al3na:.haha i can share the feeling..very nice keep it up!!
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