When Ella hears strange noises coming from her attic while her husband, Aaron, is away, she fears the worst. But nothing could prepare her for the shocking discovery of her mother-in-law, Diane, hiding upstairs… What is going on?
It all started about a month ago, right after my husband, Aaron, left for a weeklong work trip. I’d never minded being alone in our cozy suburban house before, until the noises started.
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At first, it was just the occasional soft thud from above. I brushed it off, telling myself the house was just settling. And if I’m being honest, our attic wasn’t really an attic.
It was a room on the third floor that had large windows that Aaron and I had boarded up when we moved in, and there was a thin balcony with a staircase leading to the ground floor.
We assumed that it was a sunroom or an art studio before we moved in.
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I always planned on turning the space into something for myself, but the opportunity just never presented itself.
I heard another sound, and my breath caught. Old houses creak, right? Maybe a squirrel or two had found their way into the attic. But then, the sounds became more frequent, and more… human.
Whispering, faint but unmistakable.
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One night, lying in bed scrolling through my phone, I heard it.
There it was, a low, guttural moan. My stomach twisted, my breath catching in my throat.
This wasn’t a squirrel. No way.
I grabbed my phone and texted Aaron immediately.
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I think something, or someone, is in the attic!
His reply was just as immediate:
Ella, it’s probably nothing. I’ll check when I get back.
His casual response annoyed me. How could he be so dismissive?
I resolved to ignore the noises, telling myself I was overreacting.
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But a few days later, when I was getting ready for bed, I heard footsteps. Like real, heavy footsteps above me.
That was the breaking point. Suddenly, I couldn’t wait for Aaron to come home anymore. What was the point? There could have been someone sleeping under the same roof as me the entire time! I no longer felt safe.
Grabbing the baseball bat we kept in the garage for emergencies, I texted him again, letting him know I was going up to investigate.
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His response chilled me to the bone.
Ella, please, love. Wait for me to check the attic. It’s really important that I do it.
Why wouldn’t he want me to go up there? What did he know? My mind spun with questions. Was he hiding something? Was I in danger?
Was someone squatting in our home?
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Despite the knot tightening in my stomach, I couldn’t stop myself. I needed to know for myself.
With every creaky step up the narrow staircase, my heart pounded harder. I gripped the bat like it was my lifeline and pushed open the door to the attic.
The sight in front of me made me freeze.
There she was. My mother-in-law, Diane!
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She was standing in the middle of the attic, dressed in a nightgown and robe, holding a paintbrush like a deer caught in headlights.
“What on earth are you doing here?” I shrieked, almost falling over my own feet. “Why did you moan? Are you okay? Did you get hurt?”
What was going on? Seriously.
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Diane’s face flushed with embarrassment as she dropped the brush and held up her hands.
“Ella! Calm down! It’s not what you think!”
“Not what I think? I don’t even know what I think, Diane! You’re living in my attic?”
She sighed and rubbed her temples, muttering under her breath.
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“I knew this was going to happen, but Aaron just doesn’t listen. Just… just sit down for a second. I’ll explain everything.”
I didn’t move, still gripping the bat, as if for moral support.
My mother-in-law was an assertive woman who rarely seemed fazed by anything. Seeing her look this sheepish was unsettling. After a beat, I slowly lowered myself onto a dusty box, keeping my eyes on her.
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“Okay, look,” she began, her voice tinged with guilt. “Your husband is going to kill me for ruining the surprise. But you deserve to know, Ella. Aaron’s been working on something special for you!”
I raised my eyebrow.
“What kind of special involves you squatting in my attic? Are you the new resident ghost?”
She winced.
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“I’m not squatting! Aaron wanted to create a space for you. Like… a space where you could finally turn your baking hobby into something more. He decided to renovate the attic into a studio.”
That caught me off guard.
“What? A studio?”
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“For your dream, Ella,” she said, gesturing around the room. “Look, this is an attic where we would be able to cook or bake up here. There’s enough room. Aaron wanted to surprise you with a space where you could bake, experiment, and maybe even start selling your creations. But he’s been terrible with design! So he asked me to come over and help. Every day, after you leave for work, I come in and oversee the contractors.”
“Contractors?” I asked.
I felt stupid. Diane was saying things, but my brain just wasn’t processing any of it.
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“Yes, contractors. We’ve sorted out the plumbing so that you’ll have a fully functional kitchen. The electricians are coming in next week to sort out the plugs. And I’ve been coming in to decorate and paint and all those cute things…”
Aaron and Diane had been hiding this? Also, how had I not noticed any of it? Was I seriously that aloof?
“But why stay here?” I asked, still suspicious. “In the attic?”
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“In the studio, you mean?” she said. “I wasn’t actually staying here full-time. I just kept coming and going through the balcony and the staircase on the side. I didn’t want to keep dropping by and risk you catching on.”
“And the moaning and groaning?” I asked.
Diane bit her lip, looking truly mortified.
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“I completely underestimated how tough this would be on my back. The moans were me… stretching, darling.”
I stared at her, trying to reconcile the bizarre reality in front of me. Slowly, I took in the space. The attic, though still a work in progress, was beautiful.
The huge windows were cleaned, all the dust and grime removed, and I could imagine the light streaming in during the day. It would be perfect.
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I took in the half-painted walls which bore whimsical murals of cupcakes and rolling pins. Sketches were pinned everywhere, showing shelves for ingredients, a central island for prep work, and a cozy sitting area by the windows.
Pinned on one board was a blueprint with a title in Aaron’s handwriting:
Ella’s Baking Studio
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My throat tightened.
“This is really for me?” I asked.
Diane nodded, her face softening.
“He wanted you to have a space where you could do what you love. He’s been feeling guilty about how busy he’s been with work. He thought this would show how much he appreciates everything you do.”
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I sat there in stunned silence as tears pricked my eyes.
Days of paranoia, thinking there was some dark secret lurking in our attic… only to find this?
A gift born from love and thoughtfulness?
Later that evening, Aaron called. I could hear the tension in his voice when he spoke.
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“Ella, please tell me that you didn’t go up there. I’ll ask Kevin from next door to check.”
“I did,” I admitted. “Aaron… I don’t even know what to say.”
There was a beat of silence, followed by a soft laugh.
“Well, there goes the surprise.”
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“I don’t deserve this,” I admitted.
“According to whom?” he asked. “You’re the glue that holds our family together, Ella. This is just my way of showing you how much I love you. And that you don’t have to stay at your job if you don’t want to. This can be your new start.”
When Aaron came home a few days later, we all worked together to finish the studio. Diane proved invaluable; her eye for décor was something else.
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The space turned out better than I could have imagined. Every time I step into that sun-kissed studio, surrounded by shelves lined with jars of baking delights, I’m reminded of the love that went into it.
Diane and I have grown closer since that day, though I still tease her about the “attic residency” moment in our lives.
Sometimes, life’s twists aren’t about shocking betrayals or sinister secrets; they’re about uncovering the quiet, unexpected ways the people around us show their love.
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Brenda thought her marriage to a widower would be her chance to build a loving, blended family. But when her young stepson insists his “real mom” is still living in their house, strange occurrences and hidden secrets force Brenda to question everything she thought she knew about her new family.
This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
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Rescuers Noticed Cries Coming From A Cardboard Box And Couldn’t Believe What They Found In It
Our pups are our precious family members and we can’t imagine our life without them. They are our true friends and the time we spend with them is the best part of our day.
They deserve all the love in this world and we do our best to make them happy.
Sadly, there are some heartless dog owners who don’t feel the same way about their canines. They cruelly abandon them and leave them on the streets.
Indigo was one of the puppies who was rejected by her owners. She was just a few days old when was separated from the loving arms of her mom.
Her cruel owners placed her in a cardboard box and dumped her on the streets at night. The adorable fur baby kept crying, wishing to be with her mom. She was frightened and she missed her mom’s sweet cuddles.
Saving A Precious Life
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The next morning, a Good Samaritan found the little fur baby. When she heard her crying, the woman felt brokenhearted. The newborn puppy needed her mom more than ever.
The woman contacted the local shelter, and the rescuers came to save the puppy. She was placed in a foster home.
The baby felt exhausted and weak after spending the whole night on her own. Her foster mom took great care of the pooch and she bottle-fed her.
Soon, she noticed that something was wrong with the pup’s eyes. The baby seemed to have cataracts.
Her foster mom was saddened after she realized that eye disease was the reason why her owners separated her from her mom.
It was extremely difficult to console the little puppy. All she wanted was to be with her mom.
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The fur baby’s caregiver became worried when she saw that the puppy had diarrhea. She consulted with the doctor and they prescribed her the medicine she needed. After taking the medicine, the puppy felt better and she fell asleep.
The pup’s foster mom had her own dog, Stefani, and he watched over the puppy, too. He sat next to the newborn, making sure the cats wouldn’t wake her up. Seeing her dog look after the little baby warmed the woman’s heart.
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She wrapped the baby in a blanket and kept her warm. She breathed a sigh of relief after she noticed that the puppy’s diarrhea had stopped.
While the pup’s foster mom tenderly stroked the delightful pup, she felt at peace.
Stefani continued keeping an eye on the little baby, especially while the pup was sleeping. He wanted to make sure she wouldn’t fall down.
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The woman named the baby Indigo, and she gave her toys to play with. The delightful canine enjoyed playing with her toys and rolling in her bed.
As time passed, Indigo continued thriving and growing. When she was twenty days old, she was able to eat on her own.
Indigo’s foster mom was concerned because the puppy couldn’t see clearly. She wasn’t sure if Indigo’s eyes would heal.
She took the pooch to see a specialist who told her that surgery wouldn’t help Indigo. The puppy was prescribed medicine.
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Indigo’s foster mom brought Indigo home, and made sure she took her medicine on time. She continued taking excellent care of the pup and doting on her.
When she noticed that Indigo was able to see more clearly, Indigo’s foster mom realized that the medicine had worked. She was over the moon.
Indigo felt safe and happy, soaking up all the love her foster mom gave her. She blossomed into a beautiful dog.
We are grateful to the Good Samaritan who found her and to her foster mom for showering her with the love and care that she deserved.
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