I am almost convinced that my room is haunted. Today morning, I had seen a very important piece of paper kept on my table, which I had done last night. It was the reciept of my mobile phone, which had to be taken to the service centre to get it repaired, since the phone was still under the warranty period. I had gone to my bathroom, and when I came back, the piece of paper was gone.missing.disappeared into thin air.vanished.completely vanished. I subsequently spent almost an hour trying to find that piece of paper, trying to convince myself that human memory is a very unpredictable memory storage device, that sometimes our brain signals decieve us, and sometimes some small bits of information are temporarily blocked.And i tried to pursuade myself that i must have put that piece of paper somewhere, and I would find it. Now the door of my room was locked, so obviously the paper could not have gone outside. And I searched each and every single bit of land, air, and water vapour inmy room, to absolutely zilch avail. I had opened up all the drawers, took out every bit of paper, rummaged everything in my room [which, by the way, I had spent 3 hourse cleaning yesterday]. But The Paper WAS NOWHERE TO BE FOUND.