I was 16 years old and had just gotten my license, at the time I borrowed my Dad's truck because he had to work that day, he also let me borrow his cell phone in case anything happened because the truck was old. His cell phone was for his work; only people at his work and my Grandma had the number.
I was at home in the Chula Vista house with nothing to do, so out of boredom I decided to drive up to Poway to surprise Lisa. I didn't tell anyone that I was going anywhere so no one would have known where I was. So I got to Lisa's and we were trying to decide what we were going to do. We were sitting in her room and of course with her being obsessed with Korn, we were listening to them again like always. I had to go to the bathroom, so she came in and sat on the counter to talk to me, you know all girls go to the bathroom in groups.
I had my Dad's cell phone hooked to my pants and as we were in the middle of a conversation, the phone rang. I answered the phone and it sounded like a little boy, he said, "Is Lisa there." I said, "Who?" Knowing there was no way anyone knew I was with Lisa or that anyone who knew her would have this number. The little boy said again, "Is Lisa there." I said, "Hold on" and handed the phone to Lisa. Lisa said, "Hello" and then paused and said, "Yes it is." Seconds later she turned pale white and started shaking. I asked her, "What, who is that?" She was still shaking and she handed me the phone, I grabbed the phone quickly and said, "Hello" but no body was there. On cell phones normally a phone number will come up on the ID or it will say unknown but instead all that was there was "-----------" across the screen. I asked her what happened and who was on the phone. She said, "I don't know, but it sounded like a little boy and he asked me 'is this Lisa' so I said 'yes it is' and then he started screaming 'HELP ME HELP ME' and that's when I handed you the phone."
We had no clue what to make of it and to this day we still don't.