The therapist called my mom and said check the basement so my mom went down into the basement and saw the phone. My daughters phone is down here she always tells me that it ends up in here. Ya well we just watched it disappear. Then when I got home we sold the phone and my mom gave me her phone. My phone rang it was a known number so I answered but no one was there so I hang up and then the same number left me a message "good luck with your life " it repeated over and over again. At that moment I realized that was my old phones number I scam and then my mom walked in and looked at the phone and messages. The last thing I saw was a picture of a girl. After that I was it a hospital scared to death but I week later my mom and I left the hospital and had a great life.
