My Neighbor Claims My Bed Killed Her Baby

Summary

At 10 PM, a notification lit up my phone. My next-door neighbor had tagged me in the apartment's Facebook Group.

"@Vivian, you disgusting bitch. Get your shit together. Your bed's been squeaking all night. Are you trying to keep the whole building awake?"

"My baby has a heart condition. Wake him up again, and I swear I'll kill you and your whole family!”

I quickly replied that I lived alone. She refused to believe it.

I tried explaining, patiently, a few more times. Then I gave up.