[ WP ] I 'm fairly certain I 've closed my closet door more times than I 've opened it ...

I'm fairly certain I've closed the closet door more times than I've opened it. I do n't know if I'm losing my mind or not. It's always opened when I'm not looking. When I'm out and about. Or sleeping perhaps. I ca n't help but think that there's something awful on the other side, just toying with me. Yet, there's nothing there but the open door, erasing the comfortable boundary between my closet and the other side. 
 
 I ca n't believe just looking at the door now fills me with some kind of unnameable dread. A sick feeling to the pit of my stomach. I need to do something about this. Something soon. I sigh and pull the closet door shut for the umpteenth time, cutting off the bright light outside and settling into the cosy darkness within, the soft brush of clothes a familiar comfort. Someday, I'll get that monster who keeps screwing around with my door. Someday.
