The Magic of Music

A girl sees graffiti like writings on walls. At first she thinks it's innocent, until she makes a remark about it. Everyone tells her she is crazy. She started to write down the sentences, and one time thought to be smart, to make a picture of it. But nothing appeared on her phone. The wall was empty. Days later there were reports of things changing. A front porch disappeared, just like that. A chemical toilet gone. Sometimes even whole houses disappeared, into thin air. She stopped with playing the guitar for a while, because of school, and suddenly the reports stopped. And, obviously, when she started again, they appeared again. Her own room also started to change. A arc was being builded by invisible hands, where once stood a door.