Scary Story Time

Alright, I got a story from my childhood, so when I was younger I stayed at my aunts a lot and they had this old ass house with a door to the attic in one of the bedrooms I’d stay in. So every so often at night I’d here something moving in the attic, I asked my aunt about it and she would always say it’s just the cat, but one night the fucking door handle turned for the attic door. I was like fuck no I’m outta here, I never stayed the night at her house again. Eventually they sold it.