Watermelons

I'm going to break into your house every single night, and leave a watermelon under your bed, just one, every night, and you won't notice me leave it there, but eventually you will notice the watermelons building up under your bed, and first, you'll begin to wonder why? Why are there water melons under my bed? What's going on here? I don't eat fruit, so why would this be here? You'll start creating theories and reasoning to yourself as to why the watermelons are there, you'll lie to yourself just to confirm your illogical explanations as to why there are more and more watermelons under your bed every night. You'll set up cameras to try to find the culprit, and they'll be gone when you wake up. You'll hire an exorcist to cleanse the house of demons and ghosts, you'll hire a rodent killer to clear the entire house out, you'll begin ripping apart the walls of your room to try find out what's going on, you'll try shutting down all the watermelon sales locations in Carlow and the surrounding counties, you'll begin crying every night and laying awake trying to explain this to yourself, shuttering in the cold, trying to find me, and you won't. You'll go crazy, move country, move again, change names, hire a detective who'll go missing, and you'll start screaming every time you see a watermelon. You'll end up in the Alps, sleeping in a cabin on a snowy forest, and it'll have been years since you last saw a watermelon. You'll wake up, have your morning coffee, lay in bed a bit, until you hear something roll out from under your bed. And you'll scream. You'll know why. You'll know why I did it. I did it just so I could break you.