It was a windy day at school when this toy car appeared. I ran over to get it, but another boy got there first. I was a bit disappointed. But then I see a big hand coming from the bush. I want to scream, but I ran to my friend instead. By the time I got him, the kid was gone. After lunch, nobody knew where the boy was. I raised my hand and told the teacher, after that everyone was sent home. I was lying in my bed thinking about the hand when two policemen arrive. They ask me some questions. After I answered their questions, I went back to my room and thought.

That night, I couldn't sleep, so I went to watch some TV when I see a shadow run past the window and then I hear it, in a deep voice "Go to bed". I scream as loud as I can, and my parents burst in. I point to the window, but there was nothing there.

After that day, I never saw the hand again, and no other kids ever went missing again. But I still think about that hand and about that voice.

-Jeff3ry a.k.a Oscar