What Keeps Me Alive At Night – Scary Story

Keeps Me Alive At Night

It’s been 5 days since everything. I am going back to my hometown. Back to my life. And Emma is coming down to help me move back. Tonight is my last night in this apartment. The last few days have been uneventful…thankfully. But only I know how I have spent the last 5 nights in here knowing what happened just behind those walls. I stayed awake all night and slept through the day. What else could I do? How else could I sleep? 

Thank God for Emma!

I felt utterly cringed even to realise I had to spend a few more hours in this godforsaken building. I was getting impatient and couldn’t wait for Emma any longer. She said she would reach here just after midnight as her flight was delayed. So I tried to get some shut-eye before she came as I felt exhausted by overthinking about the whole ordeal.




As I jolted up on my bed, it felt like my head was about to explode. 




This can’t be. No! This is not happening. I am imagining things. I told myself.

I felt my heart pound with terror at every beat. I looked at the clock. 1:39 am. I grabbed my phone. A new text from Emma.

Be there in 30.

That was an hour ago. Where is she?




No. Not again. No! No! No! Tears rolled down my eyes as I tried to contain my fear.

My phone started to vibrate. Emma calling.

I remembered something. The baby…the unborn baby. The woman…she tried to flush it down the toilet. But couldn’t. That’s what the cops said.

My phone vibrated louder and louder.

I realised something. The cops…they never found the corpse of the unborn child. 




I picked up the phone and received her call.

Liam? Babe, I’m here. Where are you? Why is it so dark inside? Your door’s open. Should I go in?

What? What is she talking about? 

I am at your apartment…7A. Why is it so dark? Oh…I see you inside. I’m coming in my little devil.

NO! I screamed.

She couldn’t hear me over the phone. She had the wrong apartment. I rushed out to the corridor but she wasn’t there. The door to my neighbour’s apartment 7A was shut. 

She’s inside. 

She went inside.

The mother…she lured Emma in.

As I stand here in this cursed building, I am trying to figure out where exactly I went wrong. Did I have to go through this traumatic experience? Did it had to be me? 

I can hear her. I can hear whispers coming from inside. I can hear her demonic whispers.

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I can hear the blood-curdling cries of her aborted fetus. 

I can even hear Emma. Screaming. Crying. Begging.

There’s still time. Time enough to help her.

But I don’t know if I should go in. 

I don’t know if I should put my life in jeopardy for a girl who didn’t even think twice before cheating on me and breaking my heart.

What would you do if the girl you loved the most told you she doesn’t love you anymore? 

How would you react if your girlfriend of five years told you she was seeing someone else behind your back? 

You’ve just met Mr. Liam Coleman. Age: 26. Relationship status: Undefined. Mr. Coleman just had a crash course on self-love and what love is all about. He is a nice guy who loves his beautiful ex-girlfriend Emma too little and loves himself a little too much. An escapist, Mr. Coleman isn’t confrontational neither does he like to face his problems. He is a simple man who reluctantly peeked into what lies on the edge of darkness.

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Theo Harrison

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