
One day, a woman who called herself an Environmental Therapist claimed she could cure Camilla. "Close your eyes," she said. "Breathe deeply, and become one with your room." "I wish you hadn't said that," Camilla groaned. Slowly, she started to melt into the walls of her room. Her bed became her mouth, her nose was a dresser, and two paintings were her eyes. The therapist screamed and ran from the house. "What are we going to do?" cried Mrs. Cream. "It just keeps getting worse and worse!" She began to sob.
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