Sleepstalker

2 09 2006
There is a sleepstalker in my house. He stalks around, patting people, scaring people, and my whole family knows. And even the sleepstalker himself knows. Thats because he’s my dad.

Believe me, last night my dad moved his pillow over to my mom’s side of the bed and patted my mom softly on her butt. Then he went to sleep. The next morning, he woke up and nearly gave himself a heart attack.

“My pillows on this side!” He yelled. Then my mom told him what had happened.

One more mystery solved under our roof.

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