Ring bells

"...Teacher, today is my mother's birthday, could you please not..."

"I just talked to your mother on the phone! Behave yourself..."

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One second after I hung up that call, I received a call from my mother...

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That day was the day I was most afraid of ringtones, I regret not being able to dial that call earlier. When I curled up in the sofa corner with my little bear, I seemed to see a silver telephone with sparkles and three shiny microphones. I can use it to hear three voices from the past, present, and future at the same time...

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I might let my voice travel through time and stop everything when it's not that bad. Or maybe I can receive a call from  the future, telling myself that those fears and panics will finally pass at the end.