#leprechauns
Y'know, we never did find an explanation for this. I’m going with “leprechauns”.Radioactive presents:
“BABY FEET”.
Some years ago, we experienced a rash of thunderstorms end to end during a summer. I tell you this so that when I say “It was a dark and stormy night”, you know I’m not being cheesy.The power was flickering a little bit, and we were all downstairs watching a movie with the lights out. My grandmother, who lives with us, came down and suddenly we heard her in the front hall saying, “Okay, who didn’t wipe their feet?”
A bit confused, we paused the movie so I could go see what she was upset about. She was pointing at the hardwood floor and complaining that she’d just swept and now she’d have to clean it again.
There was a line of footprints going from the front door to halfway across the front room. Not terribly unusual, except for a few things:
1. Everyone in the house was wearing either shoes or socks, and the prints were barefoot.
2. None of us had been outside since it started raining, and the footprints were muddy.
3. The prints were those of a three to four year old child.
They went about three feet into the house, then just stopped. No second set of prints, no sign of turning around and leaving, they just vanished.
As if this wasn’t spooky enough, we don’t leave our door unlocked so I don’t see how it could have been any of the neighborhood preschoolers wandering in.
We cleaned up the prints, but to this day we don’t know where they came from.
Which reminds me, now that this has got me thinking about my late grandmother:
She used to tell my siblings and I (and our mom before that when she was a child) that whenever you see the wind lift a handful of leaves or flower petals into the air in a spiral pattern, it’s because a leprechaun is nearby.Because they’re too quick to be seen anywhere but the corner of your eye, so by the time you’ve turned your head to look, they’ve already leapt away and the only evidence is the leaves trailing in their wake.
I’m definitely telling this to any kids I end up with someday.
I’m as tired as a leprechaun who’s been working the fields all day harvesting four leaf clovers.