But instead, the stranger was staring directly at me, and I had no choice but to hide quickly. I sat down behind the window and held my mouth tightly so as not to make any sound out of fear.
I began to shake as I stared at my phone. The only thing I could do was hope and pray that he would not call the number again because I was not sure I would pick it up. It seemed like he knew I was checking him from the window.
Just as I was getting a bit relieved, the phone began to ring again, and out of huge fright, I moved even further away from the farm to the corner of the room. As I bent to the ground, putting my knees together tightly.
As I continued to shake nervously, the phone continued to run, and then suddenly, it stopped, but it did not just end there.
