I Put a Camera in Mom's Room. It Wasn't Dad Visiting Her

After my father died, I put a small camera in my mother's bedroom in case she fell at night. She told me Dad had started coming to see her again. Every night at exactly 2:07 AM, the minute he died, the camera showed her bedroom door opening on its own, and my mother sitting up in bed to smile at something standing in the doorway. Something so tall it had to stoop under the frame. Then I found my father's old VHS tapes from 1986. The same thing was standing at my grandmother's bed. And I finally understood why Dad never allowed a single camera in that house. Don't let it know you can see what it really is. Have a story of your own? Send it to: unlitroutes.story@gmail.com Chapters 0:00 The Clip I Can't Delete 0:30 He Hated Cameras 2:18 Your Father Came Last Night 4:15 The Doorway 6:19 2:07 A.M. 8:34 Mother, 1986 11:16 Tape Six 13:46 Live 15:50 The Marks on the Frame 17:11 One Step Left 18:53 Forty-One Alerts 21:10 Facing the Door Music by Kevin MacLeod (incompetech) "Dark Fog", "Gathering Darkness", "At Rest", "Deep Haze", "Apprehension", "Clean Soul", "Colorless Aura", "Deep Noise", "Drone in D", "Echoes of Time v2", "Ghost Story", "Decay", "Anxiety" Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 License creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people or events is coincidental. New stories on Unlit Routes. Subscribe so you don't miss the next one. #scarystories #horrorstories #securitycamera #creepypasta #horrornarration