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A scary horror story about a family’s terrifying visit to their grandad's new house. This scary story is written and voiced by me, Cas Ayman, as a short audiobook set to creepy, spooky, scary music, and also my illustrations. If you love videos by Be. Busta, Wansee Entertainment, or CreepyMcPasta, and if you’re a horror movie fan who loves Netflix stories of ghosts, demons, and haunted houses, you will enjoy this story.

Read-Along:

“What’s wrong with you?” Catherine said to her silent husband. “You’ve never done anything like that to her before. What’s wrong with you?”
Willingly empty of any answers, Dwayne stepped around her to sit on the couch next to her father.
“Dad,” she said, shifting her rage to her aging father, “you’ve always got something to say about him. So why’re you so quiet now?”
“Oh come on, Cathy, It seems like your man’s finally become a man.”
“What?” Catherine replied, mouth agape with shock. “Okay, that’s it. We’re going home. Tom, go get your sister.”
Tom, who was hiding in the kitchen with a grin on his face, walked up to his mother and said, “No, I only do what my mommy tells me to do.”
“What are you talking about?” she replied. Her face was scrunched up in confusion, but she released it when she heard her daughters scream thundering from upstairs.
“That’s Julia,” she breathed, readying herself to run to her daughter’s aid. However, before she could take her first step, she felt her arms being grabbed and held behind her back.
“What the fuck. Let go,” she shouted, struggling to break free from her husband’s grip.
“Calm down, Cathy,” her father then said to her, “she’ll be fine.”
The continuous screams raining down from upstairs dried up.
“See, what did I tell you?”
Cathrine stopped struggling and spoke to her father as calmly as she could, “Dad, what’s going on?”
“You left me alone for a year, that’s what.”
“What?”
“You heard, right. Your mom passes, and you decide to stop seeing me. What kind of daughter does that to her father?”
“Dad that has nothing to do with what I’m asking you. I’m asking you what’s happening here now.”
“I decided to get my family back?”
“What?”
“I decided I won’t wither away and die alone the way you want me to. I decided to have a family again.”
“What does that mean?” Cathrine said, now feeling a strain in her upper arm.
“It means I found others. A family that appreciated me.”
“What? Where?”
“Here, Cathy. In this house. You see, after moving in, I noticed strange things. I wasn’t as alone as you wanted me to be.”
“We didn’t want you to be alone.”
“Quiet,” he snapped. “As I was saying. I wasn’t alone in this house. It used to belong to a family. One tragically robbed of their lives too soon. Although, that family never left. They’ve been waiting for another chance at life ever since. I’ve lived with them for a year, and I empathize with them. They’ve treated me better than my own blood has. So I decided to give them the lives you people take for granted. I delivered them, my ungrateful family.”
“What the fuck are you talking about, Dad?” Tears began to flow from Cathrine’s eyes.
“Im replacing my family with one more deserving of life. One more deserving of me.”
Cathrine blinked to clear her vision from the building tears and looked to Tom, realizing it wasn’t her son anymore. She now understood the man holding her back wasn’t her husband anymore.
“Dad why would you do this?”
“I had no other choice. How can I pass up the opportunity to not only have a family that cares about me but one that’s better in every way? To have a son in law that shows some strength, to have a grandson who looks me in the eye when I talk to him, to have a granddaughter that isn’t such a fat, miserable mess all the time.”
“Don’t you dare talk about my family like that,” Cathrine screamed.
“You gave up your family when you cut me out of your life.”
“You’re insane!”
“That doesn’t-,” her father stopped talking at the sound of creaks from the stairs.
Cathrine saw her daughter stepping down the stairs with a shirt drenched in blood and somebody else’s smile. There was a woman behind Julia. She wore an old fashioned dress and held a blood-covered knife in her hands. Cathrine closed her eyes and sobbed for a few seconds before forcing herself to stop. She looked to her father, trying to show no emotion.
“I suppose it’s my turn now,” she said.
“Im sorry, sweety. I would’ve left you, but how can I keep two mothers away from their families.”
“You’re gonna burn in hell,” Catherine snarled.
“Maybe,” her father replied, “but not before you.” He walked over to Cathrine and kissed her tear-glazed cheek. Cathrine then watched helplessly as he made way for the woman to walk over to her and stab her in the stomach. She screeched in pain. Her husband then pulled her closer as the woman went in for another stab. The final thing Cathrine saw was the smiles in her family’s faces as she died.