I went to bed late last night after finishing another chapter of my book. I felt like I was drunk with the feeling of accomplishment. I’m so close to becoming an author. I’m so proud of myself!
All of a sudden I was awakened from a confusing dream by the sound of my cell ringing. I blinked my eyes, grabbed it and looked at the caller ID.
Restricted ID
I clicked the green button and mumbled, “Hello?”
No one said anything but I could hear background noise.
“Hello?”
Silence.
Ughh.. I hung up.
The phone rings again. I pick up.
“Hello?”
Nothing.
I hang up and press silent on my phone. I can’t go back to sleep so after a while I check my phone to see the time and I’m shocked!
14 Missed Calls!
The phone rings again and I drop it.
Restricted ID.
WTF?
I let it go and watch as the phone rings over and over and over and over and over. WHen it finally stopped, it had 27 missed calls.
That’s over 40 calls from some random person…
I got scared and looked around the room. Who the fuck is stalking me? My mind wandered..No, I’m not sleeping with anyone’s man. Hmmm…I haven’t argued with anyone recently, I rarely argue anyway. I’m not bothering anyone at all. No one I know likes me that much. Hmm..I don’t get it.
I decided to change my number and I rolled over and went back to sleep.
Today I was thinking about it and I guess I felt better about it when the thought hit me, “Someone has you HEAVY on their mind!”
I’m not gonna worry. I’m protected and blessed.
But that was some weird shit…