10 True Creepy PHONE CALL Stalker Stories

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about two years ago I had to go to a psychiatric facility so I could deal with my depression issues at this time I was a 14 year old girl I was at the hospital for three days when all of this started the third day I was there I woke up with an awful stomach ache I convinced the nurses to let me stay in from the activities and sleep off the pain so I'm alone in the hospital plus the staff when the patient phone starts ringing a room to answer thinking would be my boyfriend calling but instead it's a man's voice I don't recognize I was the only patient there so I said she wasn't there all right thanks the holy sounded a lot like my friend's dad who I just met the night before during visiting hours I told him my name figuring he would recognize it I told him it was personal the started to raise red flags for me because I told my friend's dad why I was there the night before like to get it here like Peter mother girls I said no and I was quickly becoming creeped out it took a few more personal questions for me to realize there was no Sandra at the hospital I wasn't sure on everyone's names but I definitely hadn't heard Sandra before I really started becoming uncomfortable and I told him I had to go that was that visiting hours came around and there's a phone call for me a man asking for my name saying it was my dad but my dad was sitting right next to me I explained that he called earlier and my dad was pissed he went over to the phone and demand to know who was calling the man didn't say anything he hung up after a couple of calls asking for me by name I told the hospital staff they became very concerned and we weren't allowed to answer the phones for a while apparently a convicted rapist had been calling the mental hospital for years getting names of the girls who answer the phone he then uses whatever information he learns from the girls and calls back continually posing as their dad or boyfriend apparently he even tried to pick up patients a couple of times the weirdest part is when you call the hospital you have to know the birth day of the patient you are trying to reach for the staff when put the call through so he somehow knew a bunch of crazy teenage girls info and used it to prey on us when we least expected so I live in a pretty quiet part of my city and a small two-bedroom basement apartment with my roommate who was gone for the summer I stayed here and worked during the summer I do not get out all that often and don't know many people as I moved to the area two years ago just this last Saturday night I was doing my usual gaming with some friends I had met on the Internet good friends of mine that I had known since I was 16 when I get this call from a private number now I rarely get phone calls from people I know normally communication is done just by texting so I pick up when what sounds like a man maybe in his early to mid 40s picks up the phone the conversation went as follows hello uh who is this sorry Randy got the wrong number I hang up about ten minutes later he calls me again and so I thought oh he must have accidentally dialed my number again so I ignored it and thought nothing of it continue enjoying my time with my friends playing some games diablo three and by now it was about 9 p.m. and 9:30 around 10 p.m. i get the call again being the not really giving a shit kind of guy i just ignored it again after all i don't know anyone then i have not known anyone in my lifetime by the name of randy pretty logical did not answer i would just be wasting my time i thought about an hour and a half passes by it's about 11 p.m. now I get the call yet again so I answered and literally the call goes exactly the same way as before with one problem I think I ended up saying too much I added to the conversation sorry you really have the wrong number I don't know any Randy's yeah that's right I guess I'm gonna stop by I think you'll get a pretty good idea at this point I was instantly freaked out and I just hung up I was getting kind of scared but I got a grip on myself and just figured that he must have had beef with someone and just doesn't get that he's calling the wrong person a few minutes later I hear a vehicle pull into my driveway since I live in the basement and there is a window facing the driveway his headlights were shining right in I figured it was my neighbor coming home from his night shift at the hospital live in a triple Plex a few minutes passed by and the lights are still on quickly it all came flooding back into my mind it's him I thought and my stomach began to not and I felt so afraid my hands began to tremble I picked through the curtains and watched the car for quite some time I couldn't tell if there was anyone inside or not since the headlights were bright he doesn't leave so I called my brother who lives not far from me I told him what happened and he said okay stay in the house keep the door lock November there's a pretty intimidating guy you've never met him before six foot four broad shoulders big badass looking beard etc he comes up a lenin man and he says there's nobody in the car dude yet the headlights are on I pack up some things and we head off he was kind enough to let me stay at his place for a few days until I felt okay upon returning to my apartment today the same vehicle is in my driveway I started freaking out but there's nobody in the car I noticed blankets on all the seats for some reason I looked in the opposite direction right in my garbage bin and written directly on the side it says it's me I quickly went into my apartment and locked the door and took a shower when I got out the car was gone now I'm writing this honestly I'm pretty fucking scared right now I was still living in an apartment with my two older sisters we're all in our early 20s in a shady area in the city here in the Philippines a machete I mean neighbors who used drugs gangsters roaming around like they own the streets riots in the middle of the night yeah you get the picture I know this isn't a good place for three girls to live but we really don't have a choice since the rent is really cheap and the money's tight so onto the story my sisters were already sleeping that night and I was still up studying for the upcoming finals when I landmine suddenly started bringing I was kind of annoyed more than puzzled as to why on earth someone's still calling in the middle of the night I didn't move to answer the call and just focused harder on what I'm reading the caller would hang up after like five rings then try to call again it was already hard to focus at that time because the ringing was already getting into my head so I promised myself to answer the next call so when the phone rang I answered it immediately I asked who the caller is there was no answer all I could hear was heavy breathing and random noise on some Street I shrugged it off hung up and went back to studying the calls stopped and for once I could finally start studying in peace after several minutes I got sleepy and prepared to go to bed when my phone started freaking ringing again I ignored it and continued cleaning up my stuff the call went to voicemail the caller left a message look outside sign your door outside as I speak to you right now just take a look outside the voice was breathy but it was obvious that the caller was a guy he uttered those words with a sing-songy voice like he was a maniac on loose I was creeped the fuck out nevertheless I woke up my sisters and told them what had happened we were all freaked out we don't know what to do since there isn't a 911 here in the Philippines you could call anytime North team of police men who would respond immediately so we just secured the locks and stayed awake together all night holding one another with knives in our hands fortunately nothing terrible happened and the creeper didn't call again but that was enough to make us move the fuck out of that place back in eighth grade probably halfway through the school year I received a phone call from an unknown caller usually I wouldn't answer for a number I didn't recognize or sometimes I would do so in an accent but I would always hang up after a second or two things changed however when the second I answered I heard a man saying my phone name in a question tone like as if he was asking for confirmation that it was me being just a kid and thinking this was one of my parents friends or someone I could talk to I told him that it was me big mistake but I didn't know at the time the first phone call I don't remember much of except that he hung up not long after I said that was me sometime past maybe less than a week when I got an unknown call again I didn't answer and then I kept getting spam calls so I finally answered and this guy was asking me which shows I like to watch I got the idea that maybe I shouldn't be talking to this guy so I just immediately hung up not much long after another couple of calls came in until I said to stop calling me and he responded to something that would be effective and mid-conversation is rude my dad heard me and asked who I was talking to so I told him I didn't know and handed him the phone my dad has to this was and to stop calling my number in his angry dad tone then he got a confused face for a second before getting really angry and shouting at them before they abruptly hung up my dad later told me that this person knew my father's name and he told him don't be so angry before hanging up pretty soon these calls would happen at least once a day and I would almost always hand the phone to my dad for him to yell at the guy we told all our friends and family to stop if they were prank calling me we tried getting police involved and we also contacted my middle school saying there was a guy being creepy with me the guy never called during school hours and he would usually call it first when I was home alone but soon switched it up the calling around the time my father got home from work this guy sounded the for a long time we thought my uncle's or their friends were playing pranks on us he sounded maybe mid to late-20s and sounded sort of Latino never had an angry tone never said anything malicious but he was a stalker and he knew the names my parents sister my dogs some cousins and my grandparents he never called when we had company over and it was never after 8:00 p.m. at one point I was sitting in my room and got a call by this point it was nearing the last few weeks of school and because this guy never said anything bad and police said there was nothing to do I just answered the phone and asked what he wanted and remember clear as day he was listing off videogames Red Dead Redemption modern warfare 2 halo 3 etc and looked at my disc stand and saw he was reading off the list in order that my gains were top to bottom I stood up and looked out the window that nobody was there after the list was done I just stood there and he told me something about having good taste and games and that we should play sometime at this moment I was scared shitless I cried and called my dad it came home early and we realized like idiots that we could just change my number we changed my number and I purged my facebook account and we all set our accounts to private maybe six months later we moved and after changing the number I never got any calls from the sky the reason I came to tell the story is because I've been getting unknown numbers calling me for the past couple of days and I never answered them anymore but telling my girlfriend about it she reminded me about that guy so needless to say I will be changing my number soon as a precaution a good friend of mine and I went to college together and stayed in the same dorms it wasn't uncommon for the dorm phones to ring with drunk dialers and just plain miss dials the dorm phone numbers were all very similar and generally the person the room would change from year to year this particular friend of mine is athletic and very good at the cold shoulder so for the most part he has never had an issue with creepers she picks up the phone one night about 3:00 a.m. and there's a man on the other end of the phone he identified himself by first name very readily and I think it was Joe he asked for some other girl's name and she informed him rather sleepily that he had the wrong number and no such girl lived there he asked what her name is she gives it and he has the standard she informs him bueno PJs and bids him a good night she thinks this is the end of it the next night at about 3:00 a.m. again the phone rings and he asked for her by name she informs him that she has no interest in speaking with him and to not call again however he doesn't stop he keeps calling night after night this is particularly worrisome because the dorm phone numbers are formatted such that you can get a good idea of where room is by the number and vice versa she speaks with a friend of the family who was a cop who agrees to put a trace unit on the phone a relationship with her roommate isn't above cordial so the roommate doesn't understand that the trace item needs to stay plugged in because this is a legitimate issue fast-forward to winter break my friend and I are the only two people were aware of in the dorms she's spending time in my room but needs to go grab something in her room while in her room for those brief minutes the phone rings the call trace unit isn't plugged in she's afraid he is calling because he could see her room lights on from the street at this time I noticed a man walking through the hallways since that night I've never known if there was someone caring for the dorms doing around or a legitimate creeper roaming around fortunately though my friend no longer picking up the phone seemed to do the trick she's still spooked by men who sound like Joe and has never felt quite as safe as before when I was twenty two hundred a thousand miles away from my Midwest home to the beautiful foothills of Tennessee I had a new job new car and a nice apartment but didn't know a soul outside of work if my phone rang I expected to hear a faraway family member or my long-distance boyfriend who was still in college this is a landline no cell phones yet despite being very alone I was managing well with the excitement of all the new things in my life I'd only lived there about two weeks when the unwanted calls started the first call a man's friendly voice asked what I was doing I couldn't place him and thought maybe it was one of my cousins or uncle's I have a huge extended family I asked him his name he lacks a little instinct it's dark a bit angry he says I pause deciding this guy simply called the wrong number or as a creep I choose the former laugh and politely tell him he has the wrong number he then recites my brand-new unlisted unpublished phone number and my name what the fuck I thought an intense chill races through me I've only given a new number to my parents sister boyfriend apartment manager and employer I'm new to the city in this lovely southern state he does not like it that I tell him he called the wrong number and starts yelling at me then tells me in a much calmer voice the many vulgar things he's going to do to me I hang up and brushes off he calls again around 1:00 a.m. I tell him to screw himself and hang up he keeps calling so I unplugged the phone and returned to sleep however as days go by the calls continue and escalate he started to mention impersonal things about me said he liked the white quilt on my bed knew what was in my fridge but he's allergic to cats I had one and then asked me if I was in love with Mary as I listened to his words I was standing in my kitchen looking at the calendar taped to the fridge it had Mary written in pink on the 17th with a heart around it because Mary is my sister in the 17th is her birthday I started shaking and crying because suddenly I realized this creep has been in my apartment I was alone with no friends or family to run to for the night it was me versus a creepy mystery man I didn't sleep much that night early the next morning I talked to the apartment complex manager before heading to work telling what had happened under I went the locks changed that day she gets a weird look on her face and after a long pause says she knows who's been in my apartment and that it won't happen again what I thought to myself it turns out she had a creepy rapey maintenance guy who noticed a young woman moving into an apartment alone and that I was his new pet she had the locks changed immediately and promised that she would personally keep the other key although the calls stopped I was paranoid for a year as I came and went from my apartment because I never even knew what this guy looked like I moved at the moment my lease was up only after thinking about it years later that I realized that her weird expression likely meant that it hadn't happened before plus she didn't even fire him I regret not calling the cops I was young and naive I'm the female and I was 20 years old at the time living in an apartment with my mom and little brother while I attended Community College when we first moved in the apartments were very well-run and within a short period of time the manager was transferred elsewhere and his replacement did not have his skill at keeping undesirable types out the police became a regular sight in our neighborhood and it was a rare day that would go by without seeing them the woman who moved in downstairs from us began openly dealing drugs people would come and go at all hours and leave little bags of various substances in their pockets mostly weed with definitely other stuff as well there could not have been more obvious that they tried and there was always a crowd of shady looking men with large unfriendly dogs hanging around the yard or even sitting on our stairs they'd act like it was a personal insult if we interrupted them to walk up or down our stairs and would be generally quite intimidating the breaking point didn't come until their customers started getting the wrong address and coming to our door instead we'd be sitting in the living room in here footsteps come up the stairs in the doorknob would turn and jiggle against the lock we became religious about keeping the door locked tight one night I was home alone and somebody started just beating on the door not knocking it was more like you thought it was a punching bag all the while screaming barely comprehensible obscenities I grab the biggest butcher knife out of the kitchen and shouted through the door that I was calling 9-1-1 and it ran away and hindsight it probably should have actually called but I was just relieved he'd gone and since I hadn't seen what he look like though I figured it wouldn't be much use after that though I always push the couch in front of the door before I went to bed mom had had enough she tried going to the manager first and was met with a total lack of interest from her so she decided there was nothing to be done but contact the police about it herself so she called about it and got off the phone looking happy because they at least seemed to take her seriously and promised to investigate the first sign of trouble came the next night there was a lot of thumping and bumping downstairs and a peek out the window showed people going in and out of the apartment carrying cardboard boxes to a dented van on the street bright and early the next morning the police raided the place and you guessed it clean as a whistle at first we didn't realize the implications when it started back up again a few days later mom called the cops again and the same thing happened at this point we realized it probably wasn't a coincidence somebody in the local police department was most likely tipping them off one of the curses of a small town I was angry and disappointed but at least we tried right it never hurt to try well I wish about a week later I was getting ready for an evening class I just gotten out of the shower and I was in my bedroom in a bathrobe picking out what I wanted to wear I heard a loud banging on the front door but didn't think much of it we've been expecting a package and the UPS man always knocked loudly my mom's footsteps went to answer it and I hear her say something I couldn't make out the words but her tone caught my attention and I felt like something was wrong I reached for my door but before I could open it it slew open in my face all my shocked brain could grasp was huge man with gun in my bedroom before I was grabbed by the shoulders and flung to the floor I honestly thought the druggies downstairs had come to get us once and for all I thought it was about to be raped and murdered but this point I should mention I've had an issue with one of my wrists for years due to a childhood injury I've had it operated on twice and this was not more than a few months after the second operation naturally I managed to land with my full weight on that wrist and something crunched horribly I did what any tough person would do and immediately burst into tears and sat there clutching my wrist waiting to die I guess I must not have looked very threatening like that because he stepped back a bit and that's when I saw the police in the front of his vest the next few minutes were a bit of a blur somehow I was herded out into my living room where my mom was in a cop left without saying anything more than wait here I was completely dazed my mom was pretty much having hysterics and there was all kinds of shouting and activity going on outside after a short while the cop returned and informed us to paraphrase sorry wrong address should happens we can't be perfect all the time my name is officer shinken is my card you call if you have any questions and he left I went straight to the emergency room and spent the next two hours getting my wrist x-rayed and put into a splint and then I went to my math class because I didn't know what else to do and I was terrified of being at home needless to say I learned nothing whatsoever but the support of my teacher and classmates was reassuring the next morning somebody knocked on the door my mom answered it was officer shinken again when I heard his voice I started hyperventilating and went and hid in the bathroom so I didn't hear what was said but I heard my mom slammed the door she was absolutely furious I had never seen her look so angry apparently good old officer shinken had brought along a carefully prepared document he'd wished for us to sign that basically said we understood that it was all a terrible mistake that we would not be seeking legal action she told him to go to hell and shut the door in his face ten minutes later the phone rang it was one of the nurses at the emergency room saying somebody claiming to be law enforcement had just come by trying to get copies of my ER visit records but they didn't have permission to release those and if I wanted them to have them I'd have to come and sign the forms oh hell no further questions revealed that yes the man matched officer shingen's description and furthermore he had told the nurse that he was not the officer involved but was investigating the incident I started to find that pretty much everyone had told the story to would get a funny look on their face and say this cop was his name officer shenkin and then they would launch into their own or story about him my high school teachers said he shot one of her former students during a marijuana bust and left him on the ground to bleed to death but the other officer on the scene did first aid and save his life one of our neighbors City drag said neighbors disabled uncle down a flight of stairs by his feet hitting his head on every concrete step another neighbor said Officer Shinken pulled him out of the shower by his hair and held a gun to his head over a parole violation and Google said he's once been fired from a nearby city for shooting a handcuffed man in the head killing him he claimed it was somehow self-defense and was fired but never charged with any crime the medical bills for the ER visit and such ended up being over seven grand and I didn't have insurance so I basically had no choice but to file a suit I found myself a lawyer and submitted a claim and that's when the shit really hit the fan we started getting disturbing phone calls at all hours of the night sometimes just silence at the other end of the phone of somebody breathing and sometimes graphically sexual comments and we stopped answering the phone they just let it ring into the Machine picked up then immediately hang up and do it again my mom went to her car one morning and open the door only to discover the handle had been coated in some kind of caustic chemical she washed it off quickly but still ended up with burns in an emergency room visit I just got my permit was after driving practice and it began to rain so I went down the highway I flipped on the windshield wipers and discovered they've been coated with grimy motor oil it smeared across the windshield and completely obscured my vision fortunately the road was empty enough I was able to slam the brakes and pull to the side without getting into an accident other things started to happen to less severe but sinister given the context above somebody cut out a bunch of metal malicious skulls designs and tack them onto our wall or push them under the door at night the fuck I still have no idea what they were supposed to accomplish furniture was stolen off the porch my boots vanished when I left them out there and oddly several pounds of weed in the plastic sack appeared on a porch one morning my mom called the manager to get it without going outside for once in their life the lady did something useful and actually fetched it and threw it in the dumpster I had never felt so helpless in my life what was I going to do call the police I thought it was around this time that a friend who lived abroad suggested I come stay with him for a while for my own safety I dropped out of school and left the country for six months while the lawsuit worked its way through the courts the mother and brother moved in with my family and then to another town without submitting a forwarding address eventually my tourist visa ran out and I had to come home I was a complete nervous wreck and I ended up settling out of court for a relatively small sum of money just to make it be over when Laura got a copy of the search warrant they used it was riddled with grammatical errors and switched between my apartment number 18 and the number of the unit down the street 25 at random the suspect was somebody with an entirely different name who looked entirely different from any of us and who had apparently sold some oxycontin pills she lived in unit 25 I saw a copy of her driver's license it's in right on the front of it and nice clear letters unit 25 as her address I don't know I have no proof but it was obvious that somebody had been tipping off our drug dealers downstairs and often wonder if the wrong number on that warrant was not a mistake at all perhaps it was meant as retaliation for trying to get their friends in trouble I have now gained full use of my hand which my doctor had told me might never happen I no longer have a heart attack at loud noises and I only feel slightly uneasy when I see police uniforms rather than having full-on panic attacks it's six years later and I'm now only beginning to reclaim my life kick the PTSD and going back to finish school I feel like I lost the best part of my 20s to those jerks and I'm still bitter about it I currently live with friends in an informal situation my real address is not on the new documentation and I get online Marilyn appeal box in another town depending on which document you're looking at I supposedly live in five different places scattered from one of the county to the other and not going to change it until I move a lot further away from where all this happened I used to work at a call center that handled the customer service calls for a very popular makeup brand the department was made up of 40 women and maybe three men we would occasionally get immature flirty calls that were obvious and dismissed quickly overall getting calls from males was rare and one day I got a call from a man who wanted to know more about makeup they said he had lost a bet with friends and had to wear a full face of makeup for a week he was completely normal sounding even charming and look forward to these calls to break up my day so didn't really think much of it I went through the website with him going through each category in depth and application he said it was writing everything down I spent almost 2 hours in the phone with him and felt like it was a positive interaction a few days later at lunch I overheard managers discussing a man who calls in sin he lost a bet needs makeup advice he had been calling in for years in the beginning it was obvious what he was doing loudly masturbating to the woman's voice even Allah story stayed the same for years he obviously got better at disguising his intentions it was much much more graphic in the first phone calls needless to say it was very very disturbed that I had been talking to this man for hours and had no idea anything was off people who were this good at hiding things are some of the most terrifying to me this happened in the early 90s in Uruguay my mom started receiving calls as soon as my dad left on a business trip to Spain calls were usually at 11 p.m. and at first it was heavy breathing and mumbling eventually a muffled voice would say her name and hang up things got weird when the calls started to involve my older sister back then 10 or 11 sin that they were going to wait for her to get out of school and rape her and beat her up shit hit the fan one day my mom would walk her to school daily and wait for her to get into class and my mom got home she received a call saying how pretty they look today and describing my sister's outfit saying be a shame that is going to be covered in blood later my mom called the police they eventually found out who it was but it was never revealed to my mother not exactly sure why they said they couldn't reveal the name of the stalker to avoid retaliation they assured her that everything was under control and that this person would stop bothering us we never found out who it was even to this day at 3:30 8 a.m. I got a text my mom asking if I was still up I replied yes hoon was curious as to what she was wanting since it was a work night for her and she was always in bed early my father's a firefighter and it was a night he was on shift so I knew he wasn't home less than a minute after I replied she called me so I answered it and my mom was very upset crying actually and was asking me to come pick her up from home since I only lived two streets away from her so it takes me almost about two minutes to drive to her house and immediately say yes throwing my little Bluetooth speaker thing I have and started getting dressed grabbed one of my pistols and proceeded out my door grab my pistol cuz I'm still unsure what's going on and since I have my concealed carry license it's not uncommon for me to carry as I'm rushing to get ready I'm asking what's wrong she tells me that about 328 she got a phone call from a restricted number and answered a phone since it woke her up upon answering it she said some guy started talking who she didn't recognize she's unclear what he initially started saying and she picked up since she was still out of it from just waking up but when alert she said the man said that he was babysitting a nine-year-old girl named Ashley earlier on and she was on the couch with him he did stuff to her basically saying he molested her obviously my mom was completely blindsided but what's going on immediately starts asking who she is speaking to asking if this is some kind of sick prank call and says don't ever call again and she hangs up immediately the restricted member calls back and tries talking to her again and again she states this better not be some kind of sick prank and hangs up so he calls a third time and the same stuff again though my mom wasn't too sure what he was saying since at this point she was very uncomfortable and headed to the kitchen to turn on all the house lights and grab one of her knives again she hung up number calls a fourth time and my mom tells him listen up I'm done playing their games I'm calling the cops who is this and what she said he angrily replies no you listen up I'm not here to answer your questions you were here to listen to me now you're going to stay on the line and listen to everything I did to this girl otherwise I'm going into her room doing it again my mom hangs up again and that's when she texts and calls me and stays on the line with her as I'm quickly getting ready and heading over there while on the line he calls a fifth time in which my mom ignores the call but says that he left a voicemail this time while on my way there which again I live a two minute drive away he calls his 6th and 7th time which my mom ignores the Nats when I pull up to the side of her home also not sure if this is some weird coincidence or not but as in about two or three houses down from hers about to pull up as when they stop calling so that being said I was still around the corner so her home wouldn't have even been in sight when they stopped so she jumps in my car and we drive to the police station I'm also a firefighter from my city so I knew a cop working and knew I'd rather bring all this up to him as opposed to calling 9-1-1 directly so we get there and explain everything to him mom tells him about the voicemail she says she doesn't want to listen to it and asked the cop if he can and maybe get a sense of what my mom is talking about in regards to this number calling so the cop listens to it says it's about 15 seconds long and says yeah you probably don't want to listen to that I asked what's possible to trace a restricted number since I thought you could but he said he doesn't think you can so he goes back and gets a supervising officer to get his input on what could be done supervising officer confirms that a restricted call can't be traced and says unfortunately there's not really anything that can be done he asked my mom is she either recognized the man's voice new little girl named Ashley I heard the sounds of little girl basically crying or struggling on the phone calls my mom said no so therefore there really isn't any way or any reason to get a detective involved he also suggested that there's probably a strong possibility that this is just some guy fabricating this whole story because this is how this weirdo gets off just kind of crazy that I don't any random number this dude could call to get off it happens to be my mom's the officer said best-case scenario my mom's cell phone provider most likely could trace the call and see the number who it belongs to but assured us that most likely the phone company would absolutely not give us this info unless we had orders from a judge so basically we just filed a report and I brought my mom home and waited until my dad got work in the morning as anyone ever heard of something like this happening before should I try to get a hold of the phone company and see if I can get any info at all I'm sure would put my mom at ease if the numbers from like a few states over as opposed to a local number I don't know it just seems weird to try and brush this whole thing off and hope they never call my mom again you

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