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Phone Games

Phone Games Personal Experience by Tay
Jordan and I had been texting all
night. My grandmother kept
glaring at me every time the
text tone made its trilling noise
from under my arm; I couldn’t stop smiling, so she didn’t say
I fell asleep around midnight, still
too young to stay awake as the
witching hour approach. It was
my grandmother’s crashing entrance into my room that
brought me awake.
“Did you ask Jordan what time
he wanted you to wake him
up?” she demanded.
I shook my head, sleep making the question even stranger than
it was. Sleepily, I reached for my
phone, but came wide awake
when I realized it wasn’t there.
Nor was it in the crack behind
my bed, where it often fell. Nor was it anywhere in my room.
My grandmother’s phone was
missing too, which we discovered
when we went to use it to hunt
down mine. The house phone
didn’t seem to be working; we knew both phones were on, and
I was sure my battery wasn’t
dead, but both numbers got no
Then we heard a familiar tone
outside. I had heard it so many times in the past twenty-four
hours that I started to sing
along until my grandmother shot
me a dark look. We found a
flashlight in the tool closet and
went outside, scouring the grass for the phone.
It seemed that every time we
neared the sound, it drifted
farther away. Finally, when we
reached the edge of the woods,
we decided to give up. My grandmother tucked me in
lovingly, as if making up for her
harsh looks earlier. Then she
frowned and reached under the
bed. Both cell phones were in her
hands. Suddenly, a dark cackle sounded
all around us, coming from
everywhere at once. My spine
tingled, and I felt compelled to
turn and look out the window.
Something was hovering behind the curtains, staring at me. I
closed my eyes and squeaked,
and when I opened them again,
whatever it was stood right in
front of me, reaching for me…
We awoke in front of the TV, both certain it had not been a

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