Serching for fuzzy small aliens Is very hard. I was tired and hungry. I found an outhouse to use the restroom. I open the door and there is a brown alien sitting on the toilet reading newspaper. This time I wasn't so shocked. Same old ritual over again.
I was "this" close to passing out. I was going to sleep and sleep without awakening. The last alien was the hardest to find. Several hours searching. Deep dark circles around my eyes. Finally I found it. A mango colored fuzzball. once he connected with his friends and family, they spun rapidly out of control. It blew me away, physically. I ran all the way home, passing many MISSING posters in my path to find my parents on the phone with search and rescue. People were worried sick. Even though I was grounded I was still happy to be home.
