The Toilet Paper Obsession

She had an obsession with toilet paper. All kinds of toilet paper. She spent every penny she could afford on it, but still hid it all if she had guests over for dinner. His became increasingly difficult, as the rolls filled up first her cupboards then her wardrobes and all the nooks and crannies she could find.

In the end she decided it would be easier without the guests and she stopped inviting people, and since the people she knew seldom invited themselves, this practically solved her problem.

She had had the obsession since the day when the leaves fell up from the trees. Nothing seemed to be in the right place after that, but at least her toilet paper was always where she left it.

 

 

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Recently, I followed a link posted by alexp01 http://www.nanowrimo.org/en/forums/adoption-society and found the “adopt a weird obsession” subject. Then I talked with a friend about weird obsessions and somehow we ended up talking about toilet paper. This is the result.

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  1. I like the “people she knew seldom invited themselves” characterization. Great! I think you’ve pulled yourself out of your Writer’s Block.

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  2. Very cute. I just wish it was longer! I think the situations that could be caused by such an obsession could be hilarious.

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    • Thanks 🙂

      I just wanted to update something on time and I have a thousand unfinished projects, so I don’t know if I’ll ever continue this one…

      Thank you for reading 🙂

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  3. She had had the obsession since the day when the leaves fell up from the trees

    Now that seems like a great first line for a sci-fi or fantasy or spook novel. I hooked me for more.

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