I found "The Yellow Wallpaper" to be the creepiest story we have read so far; it was not the scariest but the creepiest. Mental illness would be one of the scariest ailments that I could be afflicted by; how would it feel to not be able to trust one's own thoughts. The woman in the story believed she was sick, while those around her thought her illness was only temporary. This would be unbelievably frustrating to be asking for help yet unable to receive any. That moment in the story when the woman starts referring to the trapped woman in the wallpaper as "I" and "me" seemed like the moment when she crossed the border to a place where she could no longer return to being sane again. The abstract pattern in the paper is a symbol of the maze within her mind, she is unable to find the end and surface for air to keep her sane. I agree with her husband when he tells her that if he removes the wallpaper something else will soon bother her. Since she spends most of her time in bed or in the "nursery" she is able to observe every detail of the room, so she then chooses an object to obsess over. This is a common trait in mental illness; the patient has a need for control of something trivial because she has lost control over her own mind.