In this recent year, my boyfriend and I bought
an old house. It was way cheaper than beneath
our budget so we took upon this opportunity
to purchase it without conducting any appraisal
or historical research on the property.
My boyfriend was in charge of the "new" construction
– converting the kitchen into the master
bedroom, while my job was to remove the wallpaper
from the walls. The previous owner papered
EVERY wall and CEILING! So removing it was
brutal, but also oddly satisfying. The best
feeling is getting a long peel, similar to
your skin when you're peeling from a sunburn.
I don't know about you but I kinda make a
game of peeling, on the hunt for the longest
piece before it rips.
While uncovering the wallpaper, there was
a person’s name and a date under each corner
section of each room. Curiosity got the best
of me one night when I Googled one of the
names and discovered that the person was actually
a missing person... The missing date found
on the internet archives matched with the
date under the wallpaper! So the next day,
I made a list of all the names and dates.
Sure enough each name was for a missing person
with dates that matched to the archives....
After discovering this, my boyfriend and I
immediately notified the police who naturally
sent out the crime scene team to our new home.
They gathered everything in our house for
evidence until I overhead one of the technicians
say "yup, it's human..."
Curious to know what he’s referring to,
I asked him… “Human? What's human?”
He responded… "Ma'am, where is the material
you removed from the walls already? Cause
this 
isn't wallpaper you were removing..."
