I penned the letter in long hand using the fountain pen I inherited from my grandfather. But you complained that you had a migraine and how the scratching noises my pen-tip made on the fabric bond paper I was using was driving you crazy.
So then I broke out my old Remington typewriter and started to type the letter. But this time you complained about the ruckus from the clackety clack of the keys hitting the platen.
So then I opened up my laptop and restarted the letter, but you said you were still annoyed by the clicking sound of the laptop’s keyboard.
So then I found one of those newfangled tablets with the virtual keypad that enables you to put down your ideas in silence. And then you smiled, told me that was better, and demanded that I finish composing my letter so that we could get this whole mess over with.
But someone with my experience is a survivor, and what you didn’t realize was that when you pushed me to the tablet with the silent virtual keypad, I was no longer creating the suicide letter you demanded of me, but had started a chat session with the local police and they would be breaking down the door in about two seconds to arrest you for attempted murder. Ah, there they are now.
Written for these daily prompts: Word of the Day Challenge (penned), Ragtag Daily Prompt (type), Your Daily Word Prompt (ruckus), Fandango’s One Word Challenge (newfangled), The Daily Spur (experience), and My Vivid Blog (survivor).