My mom called me at 2:13 AM.
She whispered, “Don’t make a sound. Someone just came into the house.
I sat up in bed, terrified.
Then I heard footsteps outside my bedroom door.
I whispered, “Mom, where are you?”
She replied, “I’m in the kitchen. I locked myself inside.”
My blood ran cold.
Because the footsteps were getting closer.
Then my bedroom door slowly opened.
I saw my mom standing there.
She put her finger to her lips and whispered:
“Whatever you do, don’t answer the phone.”
At that exact moment, my phone rang.