Death Call

"GO TO BED" Ashley screamed. Being a babysitter sucked already, and now, having to stay here for another 3 hours was not helping her mood. The olswen twins were the worst, always crying. That's just cause of the bad parenting, but, they were really getting on Ashley's nerves tonight. Oh course though, the moment she yelled at them, the house grew slient. Finally, thank god.

Ashley threw herself down on the couch and sighed. She ran her hands through her hair an reached for the remote that was laying on the brass coffee table in front of her. History channel? Not a chance. Romance? Heck no. Disney? One word, why? "UHHHHH, nothing good is on tonight." she groaned. Ashley flipped through the channels once more before shutting off the tv. That's when the phone rang.

She slowley raised herself from the couch and made her way to the pay phone on the wall. Her tired fringers grasped the plastic and pulled it up to her ear.

"Hello? Miss Olsen isn't in tonight but..." A small chuckle came from the other end. Confused and a little scared, Ashley hung up the phone. What just happened? I bet just a prank call right? What ever. She walked back to the couch only for the phone to ring again. Ashley carefully made her way to the phone once more, only this time, words filled her ear.

"You might want to check on the kids young one." More laughter. Oh my god. She hung up the phone and her shaking hand could barely dial 911 without messing up.

"Hello? What's your emergency?"

"U,uh, this ma, man just called for the second time, first laughing, then the second time h, he, told me to check on the kids. I, I'm babysitting two twins, and I don't know w,what's going on and..."

"Ok miss," The woman on the other end said, "don't feak out, it was most likley just a prank call. We'll watch the line and if he calls again, we can track the location and put a stop to it. Nothing to worry about. Make sure all the doors are locked and windows are sealed, just in case. Set your alarm and you should be fine.

"Ohhh, ok,ok. Thank you. I, I am just alone an, and scared, and..." Ashley started."But, thank you."

"All right sweetie, just call back if something happens. Have a good night."

She hung up the phone and whipped the tears from her cheeks. Nothing to worry about, expect the shaking wouldn't stop. Uh, stupid shaking. Ashley laughed to herself and whipped her nose. Everything was gonna be ok, but that's when the phone rang again. Oh my god. Oh my god.

Sliently, she picked it up. Oh my god. He began talking. He. Oh my god. Ashley barely heard his words. Her heart was beating to fast.

"Young one, go check on the children. Go." More laughing. "Check on them. Go." His cackles filled her ear. Ashley hung up the phone and sobbed. Another call. The phone rang again. She answered.

The woman who helped her earlier was screaming when Ashley began talking. Screaming.

"GET OUT OF THE HOUSE NOW. " With out any thought, she ran to the door. The knob twisted, and Ashely was gone. She just keep going. Going. Going. Run, run run. Don't die. Don't you dare die.

The police found her later that night, sobbing and alone next to the bus station pay phone. You see, the calls from the man had come from the upstairs phone. Upstairs, from the kids room. The room where the twins had been stabbed to death. Stabbed to death by the man who was their step-father. Their insane step-father.