May Challenge - "She answered a phone call from her own number."

Amber is in a difficult situation and not of her own volition. To live to see another day, she is going to need help from someone. But Who?

Terrance is a low level educated young man who us trying to find his way. His next move could get him the prosperity he so desires, but at the same time a wrong move could hurt himself others. What will be his choice.

She answered a phone call from her own number , as she brought the phone closer to her ear , hand shaking , breath shallow . She takes one huge gulp voice trembling and says hello? Heavy breathing echoes on the other end , her palms start sweating , her whole body starts shaking . Who was this she pondered, as she mustered enough courage , she repeats hello? The phone goes silent for 10 seconds and then a high pitched scream , so terrifying it would make anyone's blood run cold . As tears stream down her face she says in a heightened voice please leave me alone and hangs up . She then goes and makes sure all the windows and doors are locked , as she checks the last window her phone vibrates . She has a panicked curiosity, she grasps her phone tight and proceeds to bring it to her eye level . As she unlocks her phone she has a single text message, shaking and almost in a petrified state clicks on the message and what she reads makes her stop dead in her tracks . It says look in the closet . As her face turns white , still shaking with pure terror , she proceeds to the closet behind her . As she reaches for the handle her phone vibrates again , at this phone she figures what's the worse that can happen , so she checks her phone , the message says not that closet , the one in the hallway . Confused and scared she thinks how did they know I checked this one . She slowly peaks her head around the door frame and looks down the hallway . The closet that requires a key to enter is slightly ajared, now her flight or fight kicks in . She proceeds to make a run for the stairs , at this point her phone rings. She stops dead in her tracks and looks down . It's her number again , she thinks this has to be a joke because it's her number . So she answers it but this time she's acting not scared , with a bold voice says who is this . A man answer with a voice so tired and creepy and says it's the man you ran over last night and dragged me under your car to your home . As she hears this she drops the her phone and slowly turns towards the hallway closet . As she peaks around the corner she sees a shriveled hand let go of the door frame and slowly go back into the darkness. She starts thinking I hit a deer it wasn't a man , it couldn't of been . Fear stricken she walks up the remaining stairs and turns towards the hallways closet . The power goes out , and she starts to hyperventilate. She feels something on her shoulder and turns white as a ghost . Oh my god she says over and over in her head . As she slowly turns her head toward her shoulder she sees the same shriveled hand grasping it . She then faints , some time passes and there is light peaking over the balcony of her stairs , the sun softly touches her face , she comes to and immediately looks at the closet . It's locked , she then looks at her caller log it's empty as is her text messages . She still has this uneasy feeling something is still watching her . Struck with curiosity she turns on the news to see if anyone was involved in a hit and run last night . As she searches through all the news channels she finds it . The news reporter tells how a 92 year old man was savagely struck by a vehicle as shown on a persons camera on their house . She starts sobbing and says i didn't know . As she is sobbing the news reporter then says no trace of his body is found only the blood streaks . She immediately turns white , proceeds to get off the couch and make her way towards the garage. As she opens the garage door she sees the severly damaged front of her car , with her smashed windshield. As she approaches her car she sees blood that has dripped over night and somewhat dried on the concrete floor. She slowly looks under her car and sees nothing . Confused she stands back up and looks around, no sign of the old man . So she thinks maybe it wasn't her , maybe she did hit a deer . As she collects herself she proceeds to get ready to take her car into the mechanic , she tells them it was a deer and they agree to fix her car . They tell her to wait in the waiting area . As she sits there a man approaches her and says mam can you come with me , she looks up and it's the mechanic. As she follows him to her car he says I'm afraid I'm going to have to call the police , why her voice trembled . As he goes towards the opposite side of her car he opens the back door and she hears a thud , he says this is why . She approaches the same side as him and sees the 92 year old man half out of her car , nearly decapitated and missing a leg . She screams and says i thought it was a deer . The end .

Angela is feeling low and depressed also lonely since she lost her best friend. Her mobile rang, she went to answer it and saw it was her own number. How strange.

One call is all it takes for manifesting to become real...even if it's terror.

A mysterious phone call disrupts author Laura Ulshafer's serene writing sanctuary. The chilling message warns her of a stalker lurking among her closest confidants, urging her to trust no one. As she embarks on a book tour surrounded by suspects, paranoia escalates, transforming her every interaction into a potential threat. With tension escalating, a terrifying encounter shatters the boundary between reality and nightmare, leaving Laura to confront a chilling realization: the stalker is someone she knows all too well.

A woman gets some bad news at work which ends in disaster. Her fate doesn’t fade quietly, it threatens to destroy another man’s life.

A story with twists and turns about fate and luck.

When Alice is woken up past midnight and is shocked to hear a voice that sounds shockingly like her own, she assumes it's one of her BFFs pranking her. When they vehemently deny any knowledge of the call, she must face the caller herself still wondering who it could be. Will she have her revenge or will this be another Alice in wonder land?

Nora Blake, a 29-year-old graphic designer, is no stranger to anxiety and the weight of a fractured past. But when she answers a call from her own phone number late one night, she’s thrust into a nightmare that shatters her sense of reality. The voice on the other end isn’t just a prank—it’s her own voice, pleading for help and warning her of something sinister. As the calls intensify, Nora begins to uncover fragments of a life she doesn’t remember—a life in which she’s being hunted by a malevolent entity that knows her every fear.

Maria, a normal school girl answers the phone , to what appears to be her screaming down the phone. She brushes it off as a prank, until she finally realises..

Lizbeth a sweet 84 yr. old frail white haired woman who has difficulty walking, needing a walker for support She was required to have a double hip replacement surgery a month ago and is slowly healing. Lizbeth hears her phone ringing. She carefully walks into her living room to answer the phone which she noticed had the same home number on her caller ID. Hello, hello who is this? no answer just faint sighs and lots of static. Lizbeth didn't think much of it and hung up the phone. She lives alone in a condo that her husband bought in Sarasota Florida. Ernest and Lizbeth met in Atlantic city. They both were sitting next to each other playing slots. Having long conversations, Ernest called Lisbeth, Lizzy for short. They enjoyed walking and holding hands on the boardwalk, playing games which Ernest won Lizbeth a stuffed cat from shooting targets with a water gun. They also loved just sitting on the bench and taking in the views of the ocean waves. Enjoying their ice-cream cones on a hot summer day. Ernest always got the vanilla bean and Lizbeth always got rocky road ice cream. That was their favorite past time. After seeing each other almost every day they decided to get married after 3 months. They were married in a small ceremony on the beach. They found they could not live without each other. They were inseparable, two halves of a whole. Two peas in a pod. They bought their forever home in Sarasota Florida. Her husband Ernest of 55 yrs of marriage had just passed away 2 months ago due to a severe stroke. Lizbeth was saddened and very depressed, overwhelming emotions of emptiness and despair. She would think about the good times when they were together. Her favorite memories would be of holding hands while walking the sandy beach watching the clear blue water hit the shore. They were the best of friends for life. Lizbeth has a cat named Kitty that keeps her company. Kitty was a birthday gift from her beloved Ernest. She is a beautiful white and silver Maine Coon cat that's always by her side. Lizbeth still longs for Ernest. Having Kitty reminds her of her beloved. A visiting nurse comes to her home every month to monitor her health. Another nurse comes frequently to make a wellness check. Alma is her wellness nurse they get along nicely. Alma keeps Lizbeth company when she has time on her hands. She fixes Lizbeth a light lunch. They play cards, have tea and speak about current events. Alma stays about 2 hours that day which makes Lizbeth contented. Later that day Lizbeth knits a tan and white shawl and looks out her window at her bird feeder to see all the wonderful varieties of birds that frequent her feeder. Along with the squirrels and rabbits that come to eat the seed that the birds drop. Watching the views outside occasionally makes her mind more at ease. Lizbeth is a lonely old soul now. Most of the days Ernest is always on her mind. The intense grieving never ends for Lizbeth. She lost the love of her life, her other half, her sweetheart, her everything. She longs for Ernest every day. He was her best friend for 55 yrs. Memories and pictures are all she has now. Putting her hands up against her face for comfort grabbing a tissue to wipe away the tears running down to her chin. She hears her phone ringing in the living room, she notices her caller ID is ringing from her home number again. How odd this is, states Lizbeth. She picks up the phone Hello, hello who is calling? Silence for a couple of minutes, sighs then crackling noises with lots of static, a faint voice is heard. Lizzy is that you? I am no longer in pain. Yes, Lizbeth answers, stammers um, um, um. You sound like my Ernest. He always calls me Lizzy. My beloved Ernest, I miss you so much, my heart aches for you, I long to be with you, I am so lonely. she hears faint sighs, crackling noises and low whispers. I am here for you Lizzy, I will always love you, sighs, low crackling noises, static fills the phone then the phone call ends. Lizbeth can't believe what has just happened to her, is my Ernest back in my life? My broken heart has been partially mended as to hear his voice again which comforts her. She cries tears of happiness and sorrow. Lizbeth lays down on Ernests side of the bed, Kitty jumps up to her side and begins to purr loudly. Lizbeth puts her head on his pillow. Ernest scent is still on his pillow. She breathes deeply and smiles, tears streamed down her face to the land on the pillow. Memories are flooding her mind. Sobbing herself to sleep. She falls asleep dreaming of her life with Ernest. So vivid as having an out of body experience. Sensing my loved one so close by. She smells his scent as he is right next to her, they are in a place of beauty. A place filled with love and affection calming their hearts and minds to uplift their spirit's and finding peace within their souls to be combined as one once again. So beautiful and enlightening. As being in a garden filled with a variety of colors, textures just so visually stunning and meaningful. Never wanting to leave Ernest or this beautiful place behind. Lizbeth awakens with a sense of awe. She whispers my beloved Ernest, I need you so, just to hug me and be by my side, to hold my hand once again. She sits up and sees a mist at the foot of the bed in the form of a human then it slowly disappears. Lizbeth yells My Ernest, my Ernest come back to me. Lizbeth turns and sees her pillow is compressed as if someone was lying next to her. Lizbeth gets out of bed to make a cup of hot tea with honey and lemon. She sits by her window to watch the birds. Kitty jumps on her lap. Lizbeth thinking about her wonderful dream and the mist at the foot of her bed. Stroking Kitty gently as Kitty purrs loudly. Our Ernest visited me in my dream last night she tells Kitty I felt his presence I know deep within my heart that mist was my Ernest. Kitty looks up at Lizbeth and meows. Lizbeth hoping the phone would ring. She waits impatiently all day. That night at 8 pm the phone rings once again with her home number showing on the caller ID. Her heart pounding, her hands shaking with excitement. Strong emotions throughout her body. This must be my Ernest. She picks up the phone hoping to hear her sweet Ernests voice. Hello, hello, Ernest, can you hear me? Cracking low sounds, loud static comes from the phone that hurt Lisbeth's ear. She had to put the phone down for a second. She picks up the phone, gently puts it to her ear then a faint whisper Yes, I can hear you Lizzy, we will be together soon once again. I will always love you. Sighs then crackling and silence. His faint voice disappears Ernest, Ernest don't go Lizbeth cried. I need to hear your comforting voice. The phone was still silent. That night thinking of Ernest hoping to dream about him again. Sobbing herself to sleep that night hugging Ernests pillow. Having memories of the way things used to be. She hears a whisper in her ear I love you Lizzy. I will always be beside you. Lizbeth turns to see the same mist fading away in the morning sun light. Ernest calls and visits his love Lizzy every night. Till one day Lizbeth did not awaken from her sleep with Kitty snuggled up close by her side. That day Alma her wellness checkup nurse was scheduled to arrive. Alma found a lifeless Lizbeth with a peaceful expression upon her face. Alma uttered a deep sigh, her voice choked up with emotion Lizbeth was such a lovely woman, she is at peace now. Alma would be Kitties caretaker as stated in Lizbeth's will. She is now with her Ernest in a Heavenly realm an eternal bliss filled with love, unending happiness, beauty and joy. They look into each other's eyes everyday with affection and compassion as they did before. Their hearts beating as one. Our everlasting love and devotion is a bond that extends into the afterlife. There is no place I would rather be than in your arms. They will be holding hands together for eternity.