I walked past the gas station and continued walking.
Now, on my way out I came across a phone booth.
I opened the door and it nearly shattered to pieces.
What kind of place is this?
The phone booth was blue with some arranged white here and there.
I placed the penny into the slot meant for money and it worked.
I imagine since that stupid thing was so old it just mistaken it for a quarter.
Who am I going to call anyway?
I wonder...
I pushed in some numbers and hoped for the best.
beep.....beep.....beeeeeeep.....
"hello?"
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Burning Daylight
Teen FictionLittle to say is i'm running. Running far from this stupid place. Running from death. |**Flashback Of 10 Minutes Before**| "Maybe she should think next time she tries to run away!" "Honey, she's only 13. Can't you just pretend to be the dad she neve...