The Solicitor

Everybody has at least experienced one phone call from a solicitor. They are usually trying to sell some no-name product that turnes out to be a scam just to steal your money. Nobody ever really thought anything of them. Usually people just hang up the second they introduce their product or not even answer the phone at all.

Living with only my mom, sometimes it can get scary. There are times when we're both sitting on the coach and you start hearing banging noises. Maybe it's just my imagination. Living with only my mom, there isn't a lot of money that can be spent on cell phones or anything. Theres only one home phone in our house where my grandparents can call and annoy us about whats on the local news. Other then my grandparents calling us, nobody really calls us. Ever once in a while, a solicitor would call. We would always answer and see what they wanted. They usually were selling books, shampoo, or something dumb like that. One day, my mom was at work. She let me stay home alone. When she went to work, it meant it was free time for me. It was nice to have some alone time. I could do whatever I wanted. I was in the middle of one of those TV movies when the phone rang. I figured it was mom just checking in on me. But it wasn't. The caller ID read:

Call from COUNTY ASYLUM

I was scared, but I was more scared it was a call about my mom. So I answered. "Hello?" I answered Nobody responded. A few moments later there was a noise. It sounded like a wierd sloushing noise. Like the person just dropped their phone in to a pool. I decided to hang up the phone. Nobody called all night. Until early morning. The phone rang at 2:00 in the morning! Mom insisted that I should answer. I listened to her since I knew she was half asleep still. I looked at the caller ID. The same caller that called me earlier on today. As soon as I answerd, this loud screech came through the phone. As I heard the screech coming through the phone, I could have swore I heard something coming from upstairs. Knowing that I was probably just imagining it since I was overly tired, I kept listening. Then there was this banging noise now coming through the phone. It sounded like somebody was banging on a door or something. Again, as I heard it through the phone, I heard it coming from upstairs. It sounded like it was coming from the guest room. Now I knew I wasn't imagining. Slowly I started up the stairs. Slowly, I crept up the stairs trying to be aware of any other noises. I heard this distinct cry. I was shaking now. Try to stay calm, I finally reached the top of the stairs. As I reached the entrance of the guest room, the cry got louder. It was coming from the closet. I grabbed the closet knob, ready to open it. As I opened the closet...