• I heard my phone ring, and since people normally dont text me, it must be from one of my online games. I logged onto all of them, but none of them had new messages for me.

    Huh.

    I checked my phone, and I had a message from an unknown number. I dont know anyone with the phone number 661-264-8485. I checked the message. It said

    I know who you are.

    I clicked reply.

    Who are you? I tapped out the keys.

    A message came back almost instantly.

    I see you.

    I started to get freaked out, and started to wonder who it was.

    Then what am I wearing?

    As I was waiting, I got my computer and started to play music.

    My phone rang. The same number was on the screen.

    A white tank top, and purple shorts. You have green eyes and short brown hair.

    I figured it was just a prank. I had lots of pics of myself on Myspace and places like it. But the outfit was a perfect match.

    This time, I called the number.

    I heard it ringing, and then that fake female voice came on:

    The number you have dialed does not exist. Please check for mistakes and redial.

    That was when I realized that something, very, very freaky was going on. I texted the fake number.

    Your phone cant be called.

    Ringing. By now it became onimous, and I was so afraid, and I wanted to not check my messages, but I had to check. I opened my phone. A number flashed:

    661-264-8485

    It was THE number.

    I know.

    My phone started ringing, and this time it was continual. No text message. Nothing from crazy stalker. I checked the number. It was the number.

    I heard a creaking upstairs as I answered the phone.

    "I am coming for you," a harsh voice rasped. Then the tone that said the call was over came.

    I caught a glint of metal, and froze. The music suddenly seemed hollow, and nothing would relax me now. I heard the gentle step step step as a dark figure walked down the stairs. The was a knife, glinting off the meager light of my cell phone.

    "I found you!" A crazy laugh came from the ghostly figure.

    Then it lunged, I screamed, and pain filled my mind. I heard a squelch as the figure pulled the knife from my chest. Then, my computer turned on, and showed who the figure was.

    It was my ex boyfriend.

    Then darkness enveloped my vision and a drifted off.

    I awoke, and I saw white. When I tried to move, pain screamed through me.

    I was in a hospital. Someone called to what must have been a doctor, who came in and showed me a newspaper. The main headline:

    Girl stabbed in home, miraculously survived.

    As I started to read, I reached up and feebley grabbed at the news paper. Then I heard my phone ring. I asked the doctor to reach into my pokets and tell me who it was.

    He said it wasnt anyone in my address book, but the number was 661-264-8485.