A Hands on Experience

Submitted by Annie Humphrey

One May day my friend Patty and I went to the shore at night. We wanted to visit Manny, and I also wanted to do a spell on the border of the ocean and the land. Since it was still kind of chilly, Patty and I were in sweatshirts and rolled up jeans, so we kept away from the waves and just let the water touch our toes. Suddenly a spurt of water shot out at Patty and drenched one of her pant legs, and she and I decided to get out of there. As we got closer to the boardwalk and the lights, Patty burst out laughing for no apparent reason. I stared at her strangely, then saw her wet pant leg and started to laugh too. The water mark was the perfect imprint of a hand.