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The Call

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By Adrianne KirkseyPublished 4 months ago 1 min read
The Call
Photo by Alejandro Alvarez on Unsplash

Margaret was exhausted after her grandmother's funeral. She remained behind, in her grandmother's house to tidy up and to start boxing her grandmother's items away.

Her grandmother was a collector of sorts and had numerous items that were antiques hidden away in her two-story home.

Her grandmother's favorite item was an old, bronzed, antique phone. In this era, no one used house phones. Margaret knew this as fact because she remembered this phone never had service. Never rang. Until tonight.

"BBBBRRRIINNNGGG!" Margaret turned towards the sound.

A creeped-out Margaret picked up.

"Don't you sell my stuff!"

"GRANDMA?" Margaret gasped.

Short StoryHorrorFantasy

About the Creator

Adrianne Kirksey


I am just a young grandmother with an old soul.

My goal is to create generational wealth for my family by doing something I love!

Victor's Daughter- AK

"The Writer of all Wrongs"

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