The room key that didn't.

Has anyone ever felt that the love that was thought to be the most beautiful in life?..It can become the scariest chain, too. That's what my story is.

I had a girlfriend. We were dating for over a year. She was a very cute girl. Beautiful, kind, good at cooking. At first, everything was like a dream. I thought I was the luckiest man in the world, but happiness didn't last long for me.

I don't know when...She started to change from cute to annoying, from caring to paranoid, she called me day and night, whether at work, when I was in school, or even when I was with a friend, she had to know every step of what I was doing, where I was with anyone.

My love for it slowly disappeared, leaving me feeling uncomfortable and burned out, and I became a prisoner with a 24-hour guard, and finally I couldn't stand it, and I decided we had to break up.

I made an appointment for her to talk to a family restaurant, and I remember her eyes that day. When I said, "Let's break up," her whole world collapsed. She cried, begged for a chance, but my heart was rocky. I walked out of the store and left her crying there.

A week after that...I received a call from an unfamiliar number, and at the end of the line was a sobbing elderly woman, who introduced herself as my girlfriend's mother, and then the next sentence she said...Makes me numb

"Younger...He's not here. Him...Jump the building last night. "

I went to her funeral, and the atmosphere was heavy with sadness and sadness...Hate, all eyes on her family looked at me like I was a murderer, and I couldn't make eye contact, but I looked down on all the guilt alone.

After that, my life plummeted, I quit university, quit my job, locked myself in a narrow rectangular room, found no one, and I felt like I was cursed with guilt if I answered her phone that day, if I wasn't so mean that day...She might still be here.

And strange things started to happen...It starts with a phone call in the middle of the night, a number that doesn't show up, and when you answer it, it sounds like a wave, but sometimes...I swear I heard a terrible whisper like her voice coming out.

I decided to change my cell phone number, but the creepy thing is,..The puzzle call kept calling my new number, even though no one knew this number but myself. This time the whisper cleared up, "Why did you leave me?" "I'm lonely." "I'll find it."

That night...It was a rainy night, curled up in bed in fear, the phone rang again, but I didn't pick up, leaving it so quiet that in the room there was only rain hitting the window...And the sound of my heart pounding, but then I heard another voice coming in.

...The sound of the key to my front door.

I'm stiff...At that moment I remembered that I had given her the spare room key, and I.....Never got it back. The door opened awkwardly, followed by the sound of dragging feet...It sounds like a person dragging his feet wet and loud...Soak up...Soak up...Getting closer and closer to my bedroom.

The sound stopped at my bedroom door, everything was quiet, I held my breath, I lay still under the blanket, and then...The knock on the door sounded three times...Tap...Tap...Tap...Followed by her voice that I remember never forgetting. The voice was just on my doorstep.

"Honey...Open the door...I'm here. "

At the end of the sound, the doorknob began to vibrate...It shook as violently as if someone were trying to break in, and that was the last night...I'm alone in this room anymore.