Story I cannot tell

The story I cannot tell is about my landlord. He is always walking around our house(he does live in the basement) looking in windows. He stinks like b.o. and cigarettes. He often spens hours in the garage which has a window in it, that has my bathroom on the other side. I am not sure if he peeks in, but I never want to use my own bathroom in case he is peeping on me. He grosses me out and makes me stress.

I cannot tell him because we have a sweet deal and it is a nice place. I don't want to get evicted because I am freaked out by poissibly nothing.

Karen in Conn.


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