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Insanity and DIY.
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Someone is playing with the wallpaper in my room. Everynight when I go to sleep a piece of my wallpaper is, well...swapped. You see, there's a piece that has a mark on it, I should realy have re-done the papering, this might never have happened. I am going mad, must be...
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Maybe they thought they were clever, whoever ’they’ were, after all, they were having some mighty big jollies at my expense weren’t they.
I racked my brains and the wallpaper moved night after night.
I never questioned in my mind anymore whether it was happening or not: I have established it to be happening as a matter of fact, not just hearsay.
I thought it would be only too easy to go along thinking that my little rubber band of a mind was stretched to breaking point, until I wrote numbers on every sheet of paper in the room. On the bottom of each sheet on the right hand side I numbered from 1 which was behind my bed to 23 which at that point was the number of sheets I had been round the room numbering.
Had I only known or suspected what the happenstance was going to be I don’t think I would have made the effort, I think it would have been wiser to have taken my next bath in the local canal after dark, when no one could see me and pull me out.
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