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The Ghost Haunting Your House is Not Happy With Loosening COVID Restrictions
An open letter from a peeved (and mildly heartbroken) poltergeist.
Dear roommate,
I am really not one to cause a fuss (aside from the occasional plate flying off the shelf), but I think that as your roommate, it would be remiss of me not to let you know that a few things have been bothering me lately. When you first moved in, I was wary to have yet another person cycle through. You see, I have had many roommates in the past 200 years, and nobody seems to stick around long. I don’t know what I’ve been doing wrong… Since I don’t have a voice, I’ve always done my best to communicate through other means like writing on the walls with my red paint marker, tracing my fingers through the fog on the mirrors, or moving the objects that I take issues with. I think it’s so important to communicate, but all of the roommates in the past have reacted by yelling, screaming, or trying to have their friends (why are their friends always priests??) kick me out of my own home. It’s been a little hard to learn to trust again. After nearly two years of you living here though, I really thought I had found the one. The perfect roommate, and dare I say, maybe a little more?
