I came home to my appartment. It was almost empty and I saw a very tall man sending my things away. I reached him only to his waistline. He was dressen in grey. I was angry and attacked him. I get one of his fingers and I bit it, to try to make him stop sending my things away. He did not seem to be hurt or cared by my bitting so my anger stoped and I calmed down, then I looked around me, thought that it did not matter all that much.
Then he turned towards me saying: I take your things away because you should not really be here.
2004-05-08
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