At 6:30
in the morning, I look out from my balcony window and see a small child with large
scissors cutting the leaves off a tree on the university property. There is no adult in sight and I don’t
recognize the child as someone living in this building.
After
he cuts for a while, he comes running around the fence to the alleyway, with
his very long scissors in hand. When he gets to the alley, he pulls out a can
of powder from his pocket and shakes it over himself. After putting the can
back in his pocket he continues running down the alley until he is out of sight.
Who is
this child? What was he doing out alone so early? Hasn’t he been warned not to
run with scissors? What was that can of powder? (Magic powder maybe?) So many mysteries…
3 comments:
Interesting!
Amazing!! I could tell you funny stories about what happens around here, but there's too many.
That is a puzzle!!
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