User:Catkrazy1

The Phone Call

One day, I was sitting in my house doing my daily routine. Cleaning, studying, and even if I had free time, getting on the computer. I was about to go to bed when the TV turned on and said something about a homicide. I turned the TV off and went to bed. I woke up to the ringing of my phone. I answered it and heard a groaning, "Help m-," it got cut off. I looked at the number and didn't recognize it and went back to bed.

I woke up hearing my doorbell ringing. It was the police, saying my mother had been a victim in a homicide. I was shocked, and suddenly I asked "When did this happen?" the officer replied, "Yesterday." I said goodbye and ran inside. This can't be true! I ran for my phone and grabbed it. I looked for the number that called me. I called the number, and it started to ring. I heard ringing from upstairs. "What the hell?" I said. Suddenly the lights shut off. It was pitch black. "Oh my god." I squeaked. I heard footsteps from the main floor, walking slowly towards the stairs. I locked my door. Finally the footsteps came to my door. I heard scratching at my door, then my phone rang. I picked it up and listened. "Let me in. Come on I won't hurt you..." I went into my closet, and locked it. The door opened, and more footsteps were heard. I heard a growling sound, then a fist punch through my closet door. Something grabbed me and threw me across the room. A big figure stood in front of me. It was my mother, here to take me with her.