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Suddenly I Have a Brownie

I awoke to a clashing and clanging coming from my kitchen; in the hallway, I did stumble upon a frying pan. A cautious peek revealing nothing left me to grab that frying pan for self-defense, should I need to bestow a slam upon the head of some invader. As I peeked around the corner, the strangest thing met my eyes; cabinet doors were open, pots and pans were flying by the dozens, the room was a terrible mess; getting messier. A poltergeist! I thought, oh my, it must be! “Excuse me”, said a voice from behind me; to my fright a broom moved beside me! The most bizarre thing was that it had spoken. Surely not, I thought, I must be dreaming! The broom swept itself on down the hallway. I must be losing my mind, I had to be for what happened next I didn’t see coming... As I blinked in the sunlight streaming through the kitchen window, I could swear that I saw, a tiny person of about 2 feet with a brown hat complete with button, thimble, needle and all! To the bedroom, I then ran to change into my clothes; I surely must be imagining things, but I intended to clean things up. When I was dressed I headed straight for the kitchen my eyes got a terrific shock. Everything was put away, nothing was out of place at all! Out the door, I quickly went and to my neighbor’s house, I ran. “Edie”, I cried, “You won’t believe this!” “Come in, come in, my dearest friend, what is it that is upsetting you?” I watched her pour a cup of caffeine and I quickly drank her brew. “Edie, I think I’ve got a poltergeist!” I said so frantically and I explained all I’d seen while she listened with the, appearance of...glee? “Now, calm down, dear”, said Edie then, “It’s not what you think. I’m familiar with these sorts of things and I can tell you that, you’re safe. For what you have is a Brownie.” “It’s a faerie dear, you see, a good one. Brownies are great household helpers. I’ve one myself, named, Mr.Mibb”. In my own home later, I sat so puzzled over what Edie had said. Before my eyes, something flickered, a tiny flash of light and there stood the two-foot being dressed in plaid and green, a smile plastered on his face. He held a badminton-birdie like, duster. “I’m Ogbie Oggin’s, glad to meet ‘cha.” he said and then just disappeared! Now I suppose I should be pleased, as things do get done around the house and I never have to actually do them. The truth is that, even though I’ve seen him, I still sometimes feel like I’ve lost my mind... I have a Brownie... a real Brownie!