Wrong Number

This is a story from 2014. On this cold rainy night I thought it was worth telling again.

This isn’t a tall tale or something from the mysterious paranormal or gothic side of life.

It is just a story of something sort of sad.

It isn’t even my story. It is the story of someone who is alone. We think this person is alone. We don’t know for sure. It is a mystery.

It is a story of missed connections.

I didn’t make this up.

Smart phones don’t always reflect the situation of the people who are calling them. When we get a new phone number more likely than not somebody else had that number before we did. Or our number is close to another more popular number. When I first go my cell phone number about 12 years ago I kept getting calls from people speaking Spanish and Chinese. I got calls for a bakery. I got calls for a tire store.

My daughter has been getting calls from a local mental hospital. They are looking for a man named Thomas. He needs to pick up a patient who is only called by a number. No name. Just a number. This has been going on for two weeks.

If we were in a movie or a novel Clara, Garrett her 17-year-old brother and their friend Randy would go to the mental hospital and get the mysterious patient only known by a number. Then they’d have a strange and wild adventure and it would all wrap up after a lot of violence and car chases. But this isn’t a movie or a book.

Unfortunately the mystery isn’t unfolding. It is just a sad situation. Somebody is at a mental hospital for teens and adults. Someone is alone. So alone. They need a ride and the only number the hospital has is the wrong number which belongs to the phone of a 14-year-old girl. Nobody seems interested in finding the correct number or perhaps a different contact. Isn’t anyone talking to the patient only known by a number? Clara has spoken to people at the hospital explaining the situation but she keeps getting calls for asking for the mysterious Thomas.

This mysterious phone number (with the prefix of 666) also receives calls for a young woman I’ll call M. These are also sad and weird. M missed a court date. The parole officer is pissed off to no end. M deals drugs.  M owes everyone money. M is a go between for drug deals. M has an ex-boyfriend who is looking for her. M is a train wreck. M gets a lot of phone calls. I’ve heard these phone messages too. It is not a life I’d want to be part of or want my children to be part of. I don’t even want M to be part of it. It is an unfortunate life full of bad choices that nobody should be part of.

It is strange and sad that by accident we have seen into sad lives of people we will never meet. We don’t know anyone like M. We don’t know who Thomas is. We don’t know who the person is who needs to be picked up. We never will know. Clara has told the callers that they have called the wrong number. That is all she can do.

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

 

Update: A shooting threat – at our high school today

Update: The 14 year old girl who make the threat to the school confessed. It was a joke to get the day off. She was then arrested and taken away from her school, her family and friends and put in juvenile hall. She was also expelled from the school. A joke that caused so much panic and no doubt will ruin the life of this middle class girl. I can’t imagine the horror she will have this Halloween in jail.

It is sad. Very sad. PLEASE talk to your kids about consequences. Too many kids are clueless about the grave consequences of their actions. Even a small joke can turn serious and dangerous. A confession won’t get you a “get out of jail free” card. Tell your teens to THINK and remember cautionary tales such as this one. It is just sad and unfortunate all the way around. Wanting a day off from school ruined a life. It isn’t worth it.

Vampire Maman

Halloween is almost here so…

I’d seriously planned, and still do, to post a story about my usually collection of Vampire friends and musings, but right now I have to talk about high school and what is happening today.

This isn’t going to be a post that changes your life. It isn’t especially written well or entertaining. It is just my own feelings about today.

On Friday tragedy stuck a high school in Marysville, Washington in the form of another senseless and tragic school shooting. This morning I heard on the radio that another student had died from her injuries.  My heart breaks for her and her parents. There was no reason for this to happen.

Then around 7:30 am this morning my phone rang. It was my daughter’s school. In a recorded message the school principal said there had been a threat. A threat that there would be a…

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