Last year when I was 14 I was having a sleepover with my friend Norëll. In the backyard of her house there is a little guest house. Norëll suggested we stay out there so we don’t disturb her family. Behind the guest house is a thick forest with swampy areas. When it started to get late the forest started to creep me out but Nor insisted we stay out there. We just started gossiping when we heard branches snapping around where we were. I looked at Norell and she said it was probably Elissia, the maid. I was really scared because there have been prowlers there but what we saw next shocked me. A gust of wind blew the door open and tiny child sized footprints appeared across the floor as if someone was walking. The weird part is, Norëll didn’t see any footprints but in the morning there was mud tracked in from the forest in no distinctive footprints. Just blobs of mud.
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Date: Tue, 20 Jun 2006 08:39:51 -0700 (PDT)