Family Burden

My name is Mike Tuberville. I'm a 65 year old female. This happened to me yesterday. I was in my room browsing creepypastas on /r/nosleep, when I heard a sound coming from the first floor of my house.

Since I was already super-creeped out from the stories that I was reading, I hesitated for a minute. It was late at night, 1PM to be exact. So, the whole house was sort of dark a bit. Making leaving my room a terrifying option.

But, left with no other choice, I eventually mustered up the courage to leave the relative safety of my room to investigate the bizarre droning sound.

I went down the stairs and I saw my father there, vacuuming the floors. This might not sound that terrifying to you. But allow me to explain... My father died 80 years ago. And now, here he was. Standing in front of me and using a vacuum cleaner while drinking a glass of soda.

I was never more scared in my life. I ran back up the stairs and jumped out of the window to get away. Since it was a three-story drop, I died.

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