42. I got a very creepy phone call once. A distraught woman calls me one day demanding to know where her son is, who’s been missing for two weeks. I had no idea who she was and I certainly didn’t know her son and she was calling from a state That I definitely never even visited. I asked her how she got my number and she said that she found it written on a piece of paper, along with my name, in her son’s desk. Needless to say I was creeped out. I really didn’t think that I could help her in any way so I politely ended the conversation. For a while after that I thought that I’d be getting a surprise visit from some detectives or something, because all of a sudden it felt like I was connected to something sinister, but nothing ever came of it and I never heard from the woman again.
43. When my son was about 2 or 3, he wouldn’t go to sleep, so I let him in my bed. My husband was asleep so I told my boy he had to look at his books quietly while I read mine. He was good for a bit but then he started reading the book. Actually reading the words out loud. Slowly. He couldn’t read and it was a newer book we hadn’t read to him yet. It wasn’t memorization. I asked him how he knew what it said and he replied “my friend John is telling me”. Scared the shit out of me.
44. When I was a kid I saw a shooting star, which I had always wanted to see. At least, that’s what I thought it was.
Then it shot off at a 90 degree angle.