One night I was laying down in my bed. Everybody else in the house was asleep. Tonight is the last night we sleep here before we move. Since I have insomnia, I couldn't sleep. I decided to download some music apps on my android. I had no more money on my phone so I looked through the free music apps. I came a cross an app called:

"Daft Droid"

Well I like Daft Punk, so why the hell not download it?

I was waiting for the app to download and decided to look through the reviews to see if the app was worth the space on my phone. I started from the very first review to the more recent ones. All the reviews were good. They were all between 4 and 5 stars. Then I heard a ringing sound.

Now when I say I heard ringing sounds I don't mean like the bell in the church down the street, nor do I mean someone's phone being called. It was like someone had just dialed a number into the phone and they're waiting for a response. I also noticed that the ringing sounded like it was coming from an old cell phone, so I knew for sure that it wasn't my phone. Besides, there was no money on it. It couldn't ghost call.

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Then a muffled male voice said, "Sorry that I can't reach my phone right now. Please leave a message after the tone." Beeeeeep.

"What in the hell is going on here?", I said under my breath. Now I just thought my next door neighbor was just calling someone. We do have very thin walls in this apartment building anyway.

Then I checked the time. 12:23 AM. Who would they be calling at this hour? Are they trying to call someone in a different time zone? Late night calling service? Are they even open that late? Who ever they were calling must have been really important because they called them once more.

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"Sorry that I can't reach my phone right now. Please leave a message after the tone." Beeeeeeeeep.

Now, calling someone back after they didn't answer wouldn't be weird, right? But someone is calling someone back and it sounds louder...as if it was coming from right next to me! Right?! Now I start to panic. Why would the calling sound come from right next to me?

Then I noticed something important that happened while this person. Thing. Whatever it is was calling. I never herd dialing. I never herd anyone punching in numbers into the phone. I just herd the ringing then the answering machine. I decided maybe, just maybe my neighbor was just leaning against the wall or so. Maybe that's why it sounded so close.

I decided maybe I should attempt to get some sleep. I moved my pillows from the wall and put them at the foot of the bed. I turned off my phone, closed my eyes, and pulled the sheet over my head. I fell asleep but that didn't last long.

5 HOURS LATER

"IT IS NOW 5:37! WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON."

All night this person repeatedly called and called the number. I went to my wall and banged on it.

"GO TO SLEEP DAMN IT! WHAT PART OF 'I can't reach my phone right now' "

DO YOU NOT FUCKING UNDERSTAND! ITS 5:37 AM! A. FRICKING M.!" I shouted waking up my 4 year old cousin.

"STEVE, STOP YELLING AT YOUR IMAGINARY FRIENDS!" she yelled at me and then proceeded to leave the room. Is this just my imagination? I'm 15; my imagination is not that active. Maybe it's the insomnia getting to me.

Well the sun is up and I have to get to school in the next two hours. At least I wouldn't have to hear another night. I changed my clothes and get ready.

I banged on the wall one last time, just to make sure I got my point across. Then, I herd a sound. Its sounded like something dropped on the floor next to my bed. I looked over my bed. Laying on the floor was a Nokia. A fucking Nokia. Really? I picked the indestructible weapon and got ready. I wasn't sure if I should throw it away or keep it, so I kept it in case I wanted to bash someone in the head and knock them out cold.

3:08 PM

Wow! Who knew a stupid little Nokia phone could make someone so popular in school. I decided to make some prank calls with the phone. I searched through the contacts. Before I even turned the phone on, the phone was already at the contacts. There was only one number. The name next to the number said home.

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A muffled male voice came on "I'm sorry I can't reach my phone right now. Please leave a message after the tone."

Holy. Mary. Mercy. Me........this is the same phone that was ringing in my house. Who's phone was this? I don't know. All I knew was, I looked out to the traffic, saw a U-Haul truck with the back open, and chucked the phone into the opening. I booked it as fast as I can home.

10 YEARS LATER

"Steve your mother is here," said my wife Farr, "she has a gift for Kyle."

I almost forgot my mom is coming for my son's birthday. I hope she doesn't bring him another nerf sword. If he has another on he'll have enough to make is own knights of the round table with his friends.

"Oh, Steven honey!" Said my mom. She proceeded to hug me but was interrupted by my son Kyle.

"DO YOU HAVE ANOTHER SWORD!? DO YOU HAVE ANOTHER SWORD!?" he asked jumping for joy.

"Sorry honey your father said no more swords."

"AWWW! BUT DAD! JOEL, SOLACE, KAYLA, DON, AND COURNEY WERE GOING TO BE KNIGHTS! WE JUST NEEDED ONE MORE SWORD!"

You see what I mean? My point exactly.

"No kyle. Another time. Why don't you see what grandma brought for you?"

"Okay...."

My mom opened her bag and pulled out a small box.

"Here Kyle. Maybe you could use it to invent something. I found it in my furniture when I moved 10 years ago. I just found it 3 days ago."

She pulled out a phone. A Nokia to be correct.

Kyle began to inspect the phone.

"GRANDMAAAAAA! I'M NOT A BABY! I'M 8 YEARS OLD TODAY! WHY IS HOME THE ONLY NUMBER IN THE PHONE?!"

"It is? Well deary, that's just about the only number you need on the phone."

THAT SAME NIGHT

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A MUFFLED MALE VOICE CAME ON,

"I'm sorry I can't reach my phone right now. Please leave a message at the tone."