My telephone kept ringing one night.
Ring Ring
On the 5th call, I started getting frustrated. I blocked the number and called the police. However, for some reason, my phone kept ringing.
I was starting to get worried, so I went into my closet to look for something of defense. I have a large walk-in closet, so I put a lot of stuff in there.
But when I got in the closet, at the back wall, I saw a phone dangling in the air.
Calling my house.
With a pair of very mean lookng eyes staring back at me.
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Evil Things Live in the Dark
Horror"Evil Things Live in the Dark" is a collection of short scary stories written by me, Scott Johnson. (Or LegitShred). Please read, enjoy, and drop a like or a comment while you're at it, its what makes me want to keep writing. Enjoy :) If you want yo...
