The last time I was confined, my sisters cleaned my house and threw away all my newspaper clippings (of humour columns I had wirtten), some of the old short stories I had written and some old poems, that I had retained! You know how much it hurts me, because I didn’t even publish them on my blogsite, and now they are lost to me forever! I don’t want my sister Veronica to have the keys to my apartment, because, not only she thinks she has the right to enter my apartment without my permission, she is also a kleptomaniac!!