182. Stalker

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Someone has been stalking me. Otherwise, I wouldn't find pictures of me and every tiny thing that had been in my possession at least once like the chocolate wrappers in my basement. Terrified, I informed the police who watched me for a week. By the weekend, they called me to their office with grim faces. They said, "Madam, you should understand. You need medical help. We monitored and found that it's you yourself that's been collecting your stuff all along!" I stunned. How do I tell them about the twin sister that I got rid of long back?

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