Gloomy Night Rain

I'm You

Dedicated To: @sillypasta

"I'm fucked." I muttered under my breath and throw my pillow across the room. God, where the fuck did I put that damn phone?! I lifted the blankets up, but still, no sign of my beloved phone.

I know exactly where the spare phone is. I went inside my parents' room and unlocked the cabinet. And there it was, with all its majesty, flopped inside the dusty cabinet.

I sat at my parents' bed and put my number to the phone. Hmm... Call. It's ringing... once... twice... thrice... it continued ringing and I followed the sound. It led me to the front of the basement door. How the hell did that damn phone-

"Oh fuck. Fuck. " I was frozen in place. Someone answered the fucking call. It was safe to say that the blood throughout my body was drained into thin air.

I put the speaker near my ear. I can't hear anything... Wait... There's someone breathing.

"H-Hello?" I whispered, my voice was shaking. It continued breathing. I was fucking terrified.

"H-H-Hello..." it stuttered in a gruff voice. It sounded like it was having a difficulty in breathing. I remained silent, curious to what it will say next.

"Who are you?!" I yelled at him.

"I-I'm y-y-you D-Drew..." it giggled. With that, the call ended, looks like the phone ran out of battery. It took minutes before my brain finally absorbed what just happened. What the fuck was that?

I ran inside my room and locked the door behind me. I practically throw my body to the soft bed, but immediately regret it as I felt my back landed on something hard. I arched my back upwards and groaned.

I put my hand to the hard thing and grab it. Oh my God.

It's my phone! The screen is shattered, and there are blood stains on the case and the screen. I glanced around the room and locked my gaze right in front of the mirror.

I TOLD YOU. I'M YOU was written in the mirror using a red liquid, which I suppose was blood. I looked down and saw my bloody hands, while holding two phones.

I freaked out and ran to my parents' room. I saw both of them, their bodies purposely bended in horrible angles to fit inside the cabinet. Instead of crying, I started to laugh.

What? It's not like everyday you'll see something as hilarious as this. Their position is funny, they look just like what they are when I did that a while ago.