Dead Phones Shouldn't Reply
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  • Reads 6,293
  • Votes 296
  • Parts 15
  • Time 1h 36m
Ongoing, First published Dec 29, 2014
My parents got a divorce when I was around 10 years old. I lived with my mom till I was 15. That's when I got the phone call that my moms car had swerved into a lake. And the seatbelt, the one thing that was suppose to keep you safe, killed her. And the Dad I haven't seen in 4 years comes to get me, but returns with another wife and a daughter at the age of 5.

He has another family.. 

I try sending Messages too my moms phone explaining my predicaments.

'He forgot us then comes back all because you left! Why couldn't you stay!' Instantly a message popped on my screen, 'Message failed to send' 

I was stupid and for two years, asked question to a dead phone, until a reply came... 

'Help me'

"We aren't afraid of the dark, we're afraid of what's in it."
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21 parts Complete Mature

IT lets go of me, my head hits the ground again, no sound echos this time. IT's mouth movies, but my ears ring, so I can't hear IT. Everything is blurry and movies too much. I can't focus on anything. IT looks at me, IT's eyes are all gray. IT smirks and stands all of the way up, towering over me. I pull myself up and wobble away from IT on unsteady feet. I look back to see IT laughing, watching me walk away. I can't hear her terrible laughter, and I don't want... to... I fall over, feeling woozy. My head spins and I sway as I try to stand. I look back again, to see that the fog has covered my path, and I can only see a couple of inches away from my face. I blow out air and fall over. * * * * 13 year old Colten, takes a shortcut through the field next to his house on his way home. But why can't he reach his destination?