Unfiltered Story #48080

When my mom was much younger, her family bought a house from a man who’d previously been renting the property to someone before deciding to sell. Their purchase meant that previous tenants had to move out, and they weren’t too happy about it. During the move, the other family would mess with their things, break stuff, and were just generally unpleasant and taking their anger out on her family. However, when they finally leave, they forget to bring a violin with them and return for it. My Grandfather is the one who speaks to them

Grandpa: What do you want?

Previous Tenant: We left a violin here, go get it for me.

Grandpa: I have no idea what you’re talking about. *slams the door shut*

To this day, my mom has the violin set up as a decoration in her home.