Cursed Grandpa Radio

My name is Zaid, and what I am about to tell you may take the sleep away from your eyes. The story begins with an old radio that I found in the basement of my grandfather's abandoned house. It was covered in dust, as if time had deliberately forgotten it. I picked it up, cleaned it, and decided to turn it on out of nostalgia for the past, not knowing that I was opening a door to the ugliest fears of my life. When I turned the switch on the radio, an annoying whistling sound came out, and then suddenly, I heard a faint voice calling: “Zaid...” I froze and turned off the device immediately, but my name kept echoing in my ears. Out of mortal curiosity I restarted it, Then a hoarse woman’s voice came to me saying: “Listen to me... I am here... I am stuck within the walls of this house.” At that moment, a cold breeze blew into the room even though the windows were closed. The radio began to get strangely hot, the voices inside it slurring; Laughing, crying, and muffled screams. She said to me in an angry voice: “This radio has been holding me back for a long time. Free me or you will live in my place.” I was terrified, and I remembered that my grandfather always fell asleep to the sound of this radio and said that it contained his “old memories.” It seemed that they were not memories, but rather an imprisoned soul. The radio started emitting smoke, and the screams inside became terrifying: “Free me! Free me!” I lost my nerve, picked up the radio, and threw it on the ground with all my might, making it shatter into small pieces. I thought I had survived, but a loud scream pierced my eardrums and the power went out completely. In the midst of complete darkness, I saw the shadow of a woman without eyes or tongue standing in the place of the wreckage. She approached me and whispered coldly: “You destroyed my house...and now you will become my new home.” Since that night, I haven't been myself anymore. It has become just a "frequency" inside the radio. And if you ever come across an old radio and hear your names being called... know that I am Zaid, and I am the one calling you. I am now waiting for a new victim to inhabit her body and leave her this eternal prison.