Dial.
dial the numbers the dial of the phone the nonstop whir of electronic static and it keeps going and going and going through the message.
none of it sounds like your voice.
Sam
Dial 911! Someone! Anyone! This man is bleeding severely and there- there-
Please stop, ma’am. You’re making a fool of yourself.
It was him! Someone, anyone, help!
kelsey
I picked up the phone, hands shaking. Called 999. The line was dead. The phone fell to the ground. I let out a scream, cold and high-pitched, not my own.
Steph
The dial tone rang loudly in my ear. The phone was no longer connected to the line. I wondered in vain what horrors might have occurred to my friend, who had previously let out a horrid scream. Was she dead now? Was she in trouble?
Sassafrass
i never thought i would be able to call him. but i did and he didnt answer. i felt so bad that i called again and kept hanging up… I wonder if he’ll see that I called. Oh no! He’s gonna know I’m sort of stalking him. I need a break. Where are the Cheetos? Ring! Ring!
Ashley Boone
Dialing is a word that mean to call. It is also a brand of soap. You can drunk dial someone, or sober dial. Two vowels, two consanants. Pretty solid word, dial. I applaud you, dial. You are a fantastic word. Keep on drunk dialing.
Amy
Dialing is a word that mean to call. It is also a brand of soap. You can drunk dial someone, or sober dial. Two vowels, two consanants. Pretty solid word, dial. I applaud you, dial. You are a fantastic word. Keep on drunk dialing.
y
Telephone me, I’m in need of some reassurance. What should I do with my life? what can i do to be a better person, better daughter, better friend. i feel like a failure, and this isn’t my favorite way to feel. i don’t know how to handle death, please someone teach me the ropes. telephone me.
annie
Dial the phone to talk to someone, whether it be a friend or significant other, or even just a random stranger (in the case of telemarketers).
Christine
Dialing is something we never do. Never have to type out full numbers. I only know my childhood number, and my boyfriend’s number from when I was 16. My mom’s cellphone is similar to my childhood home number so I do know that if I remember. Otherwise we just pick a name and hit call
Rosette
dial a nomber and talk to ur best friend,fiance ,mother,tell them a good new about weddind or a bad one about dead or just the daily news..
lilioo
He looked at the telephone in disgust. What was he going to do? Call her? Ridiculous! How could he even think about that? His fingers rested on the keys. How easy it would be to dial her number. To listen to the beeping. To hear her voice!
Anonymous
Dials can be on phones or they can be on lockers. However, they still do the same thing: allow us access.
Cinnia
fingers don’t betray me.
fingers don’t betray me.
it has been a week.
point 5.
and it will be another week.
point 5.
just as long as my fingers don’t betray me.
the way you did.
fdot
dial the clock
L. Zapato
My fingers swiftly move over the buttons on my new cell phone as I begin to dial the number. When I press the phone against my ear a familiar ringing sound is heard. The call goes to voice mail. Where is he?
lisek16
I dialed his number. Tension rose. I kept the fear inside me. What was I supposed to do? Just keep the calm, keep the calm… My parents were going to freak out. Their son trying to ask another guy out for a date. Brilliant. Not exactly their plan for me.
Linnea
you dial the phone to talk to someone or order some service which is made by the society that we live in to day. most people have a phone and call
people.
Anonymous
you dial the phone to talk to someone or order some service which is made by the society that we live in to day. most people have a phone and call
people.
Anonymous
j’ai compos
kayenne
Dialing the telephone and hearing the dialtone. Everytime you you dial numbers there are possibilities all over the place. It brings connections and can make people eager and anticipatory to talk and bring about interesting stories and aspects of their lives. I like the sound of a dial
Anonymous
I hold the phone, wondering, heart racing, thinking of you. My hands are sweaty, I can almost smell your perfume in the room. And I start to dial your number. At least rejection only lasts until I hang up.
adamch3atedonev3@yahoo.com
Ella dialed the number. Anna answered. “Hello?” Ella smiled. “Can you come to my party?” She asked. “Yes,” Anna said. Little did Ella know that was the biggest mistake ever, inviting Anna, I mean.
Luci
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I sometimes wish I could call you, but I kinda hate you. How could you possiblly screw my life up as bad as you did? I was happy. However, I miss the times before I moved in with you, when we would talk on the phone for hours at a time.
Anonymous
Dial that number, before it’s too late! Knocking at the door, the screams were almost inaudible, drowned out by the incessent ringing that plummeted the rooms into a state of chaos. Ring, ring, ring, dial that number, before they take it all away!
antonio watson
i dialed the phone. i didn’t want to break her heart, but there was nothing else to say. I let her know I’m leaving. I told her it wasn’t her, and it’s not, but who believes that line now anyways. I told her she’s special, and she deserves better. She knows that I mean it, but i miss her anyways.
Dial.
dial the numbers the dial of the phone the nonstop whir of electronic static and it keeps going and going and going through the message.
none of it sounds like your voice.
Dial 911! Someone! Anyone! This man is bleeding severely and there- there-
Please stop, ma’am. You’re making a fool of yourself.
It was him! Someone, anyone, help!
I picked up the phone, hands shaking. Called 999. The line was dead. The phone fell to the ground. I let out a scream, cold and high-pitched, not my own.
The dial tone rang loudly in my ear. The phone was no longer connected to the line. I wondered in vain what horrors might have occurred to my friend, who had previously let out a horrid scream. Was she dead now? Was she in trouble?
i never thought i would be able to call him. but i did and he didnt answer. i felt so bad that i called again and kept hanging up… I wonder if he’ll see that I called. Oh no! He’s gonna know I’m sort of stalking him. I need a break. Where are the Cheetos? Ring! Ring!
Dialing is a word that mean to call. It is also a brand of soap. You can drunk dial someone, or sober dial. Two vowels, two consanants. Pretty solid word, dial. I applaud you, dial. You are a fantastic word. Keep on drunk dialing.
Dialing is a word that mean to call. It is also a brand of soap. You can drunk dial someone, or sober dial. Two vowels, two consanants. Pretty solid word, dial. I applaud you, dial. You are a fantastic word. Keep on drunk dialing.
Telephone me, I’m in need of some reassurance. What should I do with my life? what can i do to be a better person, better daughter, better friend. i feel like a failure, and this isn’t my favorite way to feel. i don’t know how to handle death, please someone teach me the ropes. telephone me.
Dial the phone to talk to someone, whether it be a friend or significant other, or even just a random stranger (in the case of telemarketers).
Dialing is something we never do. Never have to type out full numbers. I only know my childhood number, and my boyfriend’s number from when I was 16. My mom’s cellphone is similar to my childhood home number so I do know that if I remember. Otherwise we just pick a name and hit call
dial a nomber and talk to ur best friend,fiance ,mother,tell them a good new about weddind or a bad one about dead or just the daily news..
He looked at the telephone in disgust. What was he going to do? Call her? Ridiculous! How could he even think about that? His fingers rested on the keys. How easy it would be to dial her number. To listen to the beeping. To hear her voice!
Dials can be on phones or they can be on lockers. However, they still do the same thing: allow us access.
fingers don’t betray me.
fingers don’t betray me.
it has been a week.
point 5.
and it will be another week.
point 5.
just as long as my fingers don’t betray me.
the way you did.
dial the clock
My fingers swiftly move over the buttons on my new cell phone as I begin to dial the number. When I press the phone against my ear a familiar ringing sound is heard. The call goes to voice mail. Where is he?
I dialed his number. Tension rose. I kept the fear inside me. What was I supposed to do? Just keep the calm, keep the calm… My parents were going to freak out. Their son trying to ask another guy out for a date. Brilliant. Not exactly their plan for me.
you dial the phone to talk to someone or order some service which is made by the society that we live in to day. most people have a phone and call
people.
you dial the phone to talk to someone or order some service which is made by the society that we live in to day. most people have a phone and call
people.
j’ai compos
Dialing the telephone and hearing the dialtone. Everytime you you dial numbers there are possibilities all over the place. It brings connections and can make people eager and anticipatory to talk and bring about interesting stories and aspects of their lives. I like the sound of a dial
I hold the phone, wondering, heart racing, thinking of you. My hands are sweaty, I can almost smell your perfume in the room. And I start to dial your number. At least rejection only lasts until I hang up.
Ella dialed the number. Anna answered. “Hello?” Ella smiled. “Can you come to my party?” She asked. “Yes,” Anna said. Little did Ella know that was the biggest mistake ever, inviting Anna, I mean.
dghsdsdfgsdgfsfg
I sometimes wish I could call you, but I kinda hate you. How could you possiblly screw my life up as bad as you did? I was happy. However, I miss the times before I moved in with you, when we would talk on the phone for hours at a time.
Dial that number, before it’s too late! Knocking at the door, the screams were almost inaudible, drowned out by the incessent ringing that plummeted the rooms into a state of chaos. Ring, ring, ring, dial that number, before they take it all away!
i dialed the phone. i didn’t want to break her heart, but there was nothing else to say. I let her know I’m leaving. I told her it wasn’t her, and it’s not, but who believes that line now anyways. I told her she’s special, and she deserves better. She knows that I mean it, but i miss her anyways.