Last night a friend rushed me out of the house to catch the opening act at a local bar's music night. After a few drinks I realized my phone wasn't in my pocket. I checked the table we were sitting at, the bar, the bathrooms, and after no luck I used my friend's phone to call mine.
After two rings someone answered, gave out a low raspy giggle, and hung up. They didn't answer again. I eventually gave it up as a lost cause and headed home.
I found my phone laying on my night stand, right where I left it.
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Short horror and thriller stories
TerrorThese short stories of monsters under the bed, demons hiding in the closet or being buried alive will give you spine twisting chills, good luck sleeping again.., Just to let you know this is not fully finished yet but it will be shortly #134 highe...
