The Taunting E.T.

Whoever is visiting my house sure is messy. Handprints have popped up three times now and one foot print. The first was in my dinning room and even though I thought the way the thumb was bent was a little wonky, I chose not to worry about it and Magic erasered that bad boy away (they are tough to clean off).

The second was in my bedroom, that one spooked me when I remembered the first one. Suddenly you would think I was on Forensic Files. I was comparing fingerprints of any adult that was in my room the last few days like I was prepping for court.

Then the foot print came and now I’m getting crazy. I’ve been desperately trying to catch something on video, as I said before, with jack squat for my efforts. Now this guy is taunting me, I swear.

After another night of fruitless video taping, I found this hand print (pic at the bottom). It’s on a spare room door where we keep the mountain of kid’s toys. It was also directly behind where I set the camera to film my bathroom and hallway. It wasn’t there when I set up my camera but it was when I went to retrieve it.

Nothing interesting happens on my camera for the previous night (the usual scenario). It’s like this fella opened the door, saw the camera, and decided to tease me instead. At least I know they have a sense of humor.

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