I Found Puppets Living In My Apartment Walls (I Found Horror)

by Ben Farthing

Grandpa’s apartment had creeped me out ever since he’d moved into it when I was a teenager. It was a familiar but weird building: renovated from an old kid’s TV studio into apartments.

How could he not move into a free apartment in New York City? Still, it was strange to think that in the same space where I lay frightened right now, I’d once watched puppets teach me the alphabet.

I missed the relationship we’d had as adults, but what really ate at me was my time with him as a young child, before my parents turned out to be terrible at parenting. Before the world stopped feeling safe. I wanted my grandpa back, and I wanted it to feel like when I was a kid.