Frank will by mourned by those that knew him best. He was a very loyal, efficient phone, quite possibly the best out there. It will be very hard to replace him, maybe even impossible. God knows we can try, but it will most likely be futile.

Frank was sitting in the pocket of Sarah's hoodie when that fatal moment struck. As Sarah was reaching to put the toilet seat cover down, Frank slipped out of her pocket and plunged into the cold abyss. Sarah tried valiantly to save him, but to no avail. He stuttered and flashed for a while, but eventually the life finally left him, taking all the phone numbers with him. When she opened the back cover and saw that the white dot had turned red, she knew it was over. Frank would never light up again.


A/N: Yes, I wrote an obituary for my phone. Yes, Frank was my phone. He was a V3 Fire Red Razr, and he was beautiful...and shiny...lol. I miss him so...