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Wow. I wish that Olga didn't move around our house like a ghost. I mean, it's creepy! One minute she's not there and then BAM! She's right next to you asking dumb questions. Or, you'll see her putting her coat on, and she'll walk out the door and say "bye" and 4 minutes later, the water is running upstairs, with the door closed, while marissa tells you, it's the neighboors. But it's not!!! It's our creepy roomate!! Creepy creepy creepy. Reminds me of The Yellow Wallpaper, I've started hallucinating the old woman in the wallpaper and the garden, creep creep creeping, and driving you insane.