Footprints In The Snow

It has been a while since this has happened so my memory is not that great,so bear with me.

My uncle had just moved in above my mom and my brothers, myself included. I was really happy because that meant I got to spend more time with my little cousin. He was only 4 but I loved to spend time with him.

It was in the middle of January in 1993. You know about the time the big snow happened. I was staying with my uncle while his wife was sick to help with my cousin. I was 15 at the time. My cousin and I were in the living room watching television when we both heard a small knock on the door. We were both a little spooked because it was around 3.00am. I got up to see who it was but there was no one at the door. I shrugged it off and we both went to sleep. The next morning I woke up and noticed that the door was open. I also noticed that both of our covers were gone. I went outside to see who was out and saw something that truthfully spooked me.

Both of our covers were locked inside of my uncle's car, with only a very small set of footprints leading to the car. None coming from the car, just going to the car. They were too small to be my cousins and he was asleep anyway. And another thing was my uncle's car had been locked the night before and the keys were on his nightstand.

To this day I have no idea what put our covers in that car.