The phone rang at 4am like clockwork. I grabbed it, itching to tell Mom to stop being such a helicopter parent.
Then I heard music. She was at a party, and I was all alone in my dorm.
I wrote this in response to Trifecta‘s writing challenge, recommended to me by a magnificent writer, Scriptor Obscura. In this weekend challenge, writers are supposed to compose a 33 word story starting with the words: the phone rang at 4 am (these first 5 words are not included in the 33 word count).
It’s my first entry, so I know it’s not amazing, but my writing can only get better, right? 🙂
Btw, it is incredibly hard to narrow down a story to 33 words. At first, I saw the 33 words and laughed, thinking how easy it would be. Now I have been thoroughly taught my lesson, and I know that one of the hardest thing in writing is cutting down your word count.