She thought she was going mad. She could hear it, the squeak.
It came from behind her bedroom door.
Was it a mouse?
She was scared to go and investigate.
In the end, she decided to be brave. She would go take a look.
She took the latch off the door hinge, and let the door close out.
There was nothing there. Maybe it had been her imagination after all. She hoped so.
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If I haven’t got any oil to hand, I find a small amount of washing up liquid or even liquid soap sorts out a hinge squeak.
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That’s interesting, I never knew that 🖤🖤
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I had nothing else handy and tried it, which to my surprise, actually worked!
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It’ll be something to use a favour I need it. X
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