Here is a story that should not be true.
A girl with one of those schizophrenic disorders came to visit her friend in the city, and left her shoes in a housemate's room by accident. The housemate wore these shoes to get the mail, and set them in the corner of the room to wait for this girl's return. She'd be back, she would usually come and visit frequently. A week or two passed, the girl went missing. She'd disappeared before, adding drugs to the equation of an already unbalanced brain and a lonely personality. Things were looking bad. Three or four days later she was found and put on suicide watch. During the panic, the housemate could only think, "What if I have a dead girl's shoes in my room?"