Prompt: The phone rings and rings and rings in the middle of the night. It keeps ringing after the machine picks up. Finally you answer it-groggy, irritated, and befuddled. It’s the call we all dread and yet know will come more than once in our lives …

The narrator’s (closest friend, lover, parent, brother, sister, you decide who to kill…) ( Read more... )

As requested in this entry. (Sorry, it's friends-locked).

And apparently I stink at drabbles. All of these were over 100 words! *ashamed* It's haaaard to make them so small! Plus, I usually write dialogue, and that makes them longer. Hmmph. Hey, let me know if any of these are good enough to be posted elsewhere (LJ comms or FFnet). Oh and ( Read more... )