Answer: okkkk
Step-by-step explanation:
I woke up to a ringing on my phone, except the ringtone meant it was an unknown caller. I picked up my phone as I answered the call, now most people would say they don't answer unknown calls, but..- I have absolutely
no buts' I really shouldn't be picking up a call at 3:02 am But oh well..-
"Hi there.",
I cringed at the British accent not that I hate it or anything but it still gets pretty annoying I'm sure a small Irish accent can get annoying too. So, who am I to judge?
"helloo?",
I don't recognize the voice at all. I hang up and turn on my side to sleep.
Hours later I woke up to the phone ringing. Again?
"You should've answered me when you had the chance now you won't have much of a chance to do Anything."
"What?",
I whimpered. I heard a small crash. As I hopped out of bed to go check on it, I grabbed a bat from my high-school baseball competition as I saw a swift movement from they corner of my eye I whimpered a small sob,
That was last month, I survived a attempted Murder.
But why am I the one in a mental Asylum" You may ask?
Well that person, the one who broke in, was dead five years ago.