They Always Come Back...

     It had been for some time that the area in which I lived had become known for something. This something, it was nothing more than...aliens. But not the aliens that people have come to think of. No, nothing like that.These little space inhabitants were too different to describe. They were less creepy, but more menacing in an odd sort of way. But on one winter-esque day, I decided to go to the surrounding woods to search for these little things. It had been long determined that they left for wherever before the first snow.
    I set out at around 11:00 p.m. I slid through the thick growth. Before long, I heard a shrill chatter. I peered through a bush, and before me on a hill, there were of those alien creatures. They were quite interesting to watch. They looked up at the sky, at the twinkling stars, and they pointed up, and jumped in excitement, almost in an "ooh aww" fashion. However, unlike an "ooh aww" fashion, they seemed to be expecting something. Constantly, they jumped up and down, shrieking shrilly, sometimes laughing. As more time passed, they become more excited. The jumped higher and higher, their shrieks got louder and louder. And then they opened their mouths and out came flashes of brilliant light. And after that, they continued jumping and moving violently.
    Before long, a small black speck started to fall down from above. It almost seemed as it was disintegrating. And all of a sudden, all 5 little aliens fell on their backs and laughed loudly. They seemed so proud and happy. Then they stood up, and the small black speck began to open up. It seemed almost like a tear in space time. And all of the alien thingies jumped in. But out of my foolishness and carelessness, I was spotted by the last alien. It smiled back with sharp teeth and gleaming eyes, and giggled loudly. Then it looked back once more and jumped into the rift. The hole then closed up, shot into the sky, and was gone. A snowflake fell on my hand. Good timing those little aliens have.
    On one rainy spring night, I went to shut the blinds of my room. When I opened the curtains back to do so, there on the roof was the alien. Smiling violently at me, showing its teeth. Giggling, without the sound. It giggled harder and harder and harder. Then it shot out its claws and started to slice throw the window. Lovely.
    The next day, I didn't have to turn in my history report.