Creepy stories

The phone fright

My mom and I were working one day in the store we own when her cell phone rang. The caller ID said “HOME,” with our number below it. She looked at me calmly and asked, “Who’s at home?” My dad was at work. My sister was at college. My grandma, who used to live with my parents, had passed away about six months prior. But then I remembered — we didn’t have a home phone, because after my grandma passed, my mom shut off the landline since we all had cell phones. When we called the number back, it’d been disconnected.