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Do aliens really eat bread?
"The arrival of space creatures"

It was noon, it was lunch time. I went to the kitchen and started making bread. There was a knock on the door.
Since the front door was close to the kitchen, I put the bread on top and went to open the door.
There were some children at the door. Neighborhood children often came to our house to play. Since I was in a hurry, I immediately opened the door and headed back to the kitchen. All the children went inside the room where my father and mother were sitting.
The kids were quite high they were all going inside. I took a cursory look and a child was looking at me. He is probably as tall as a 5 to 6 year old child. Her face was blue. The eyes are completely black and triangular in shape and the nose is not present. The face was protruding outwards. When he passed in front of me, he started smiling. There was amazing innocence on this child's face.
There was bread on it so I immediately turned the bread over without thinking much. So much so that the child went inside with all the children.
I was very curious that this child was not like other normal human beings.
I finished my work quickly and went inside the room with my father's food. When I started to enter, all the children came running out and made noise towards the roof. I peeked into the room and saw the blue-faced child and two other children sitting next to Dad talking. I figured maybe there wasn't such a big deal and I had the illusion that that kid was something different from us. He was speaking our language.
I went into the room and placed the food tray in front of Dad. The three children got up and walked out of the room.
I asked Dad who this baby was and who he was.
He said that Saad was telling us that we were all children playing, so he came closer and said, "Feed me too." Seeing his strange face, the children made fun of him but he got acquainted with the children by showing some funny tricks. If you ask this child anything, he will not answer. He only mentioned the name. He also did not understand anything strange. And on the mystery he told her that his parents were lost and he went there in search of them.
I told Dad that it is different from us humans, maybe it is a creature from another world, it can be dangerous to have it. But the innocence on the child's face was familiar. A sadness and glow in the eyes.
Dad started eating and I came out and sat on the sofa in the garage. All the children were playing on the roof. Dad ate and he went out for some important work. I also got busy with some work. Some children had come down from the roof and gone back. And some were just here. The thought came to my mind that if this child is saying that his parents have lost then where will he go now.
I jerked the thoughts again and started working.
A few hours later, I sat down on the same sofa again. Now, about ten minutes later, the child came down from the roof with four other children and they started playing with me. He opened the front door. They never come in, never go out. One of the children said that if the uncles with locks come soon, we will take locks from them. Hearing this, the child said in his strange croaking voice that he has arrived. The children began to say no, not yet. When they arrive, they make a noise in the speaker. At that moment, a child started running outside. "Uncle with the key came."
He had just turned the corner. And it really did come, as this mysterious child said.
I was amazed at how he knew how to stand inside.
"Uncle, why didn't you make a noise in the speaker today?"
"The son speaker is broken," said the keyman, holding the key to a child.
My curiosity was heightened by the fact that this child might have some special powers that made him aware. I was looking at the same child thinking this. That child was also looking at me. I immediately lowered my mouth so that he would not know what I was thinking and what I was thinking.
My father forbade me to open the door and play. The children were taking the locks outside. Dad's call came a while ago. He had to come home late in the evening.
So all the children opened the door and started playing. I didn't even tell them anything. Suddenly the child said that Uncle is coming, close the door.
I wondered how he knew Dad was angry or forbade me to open the door. I had a strange fear in my heart that this is a space creature. Who has special magical powers. I was scared. But then I thought it was so wrong that Dad came. Because they had a call that they would come late. There was some satisfaction in thinking that the children came running in. The door remained open and the children ran to the roof. When I peeked out, my father's bike stopped.
Now that was really amazing. Well when he came in I discovered that you had to come so late. They said that they could not work today and would have to go again tomorrow. I was scared that such a creature was living in our house. If he has such powers, it can be harmful. I thought I would go and try to talk to this child. It was getting late and it was time to eat. The children were going back to their homes. I went to the kitchen and started preparing food. Stairs from our kitchen go up to the ceiling. All the children were coming down. And they were going back to their homes. That child came and stood near me. I thought, now I should ask him where it came from. A couple of children were still with him and I asked him "Where are you from?" . He sat down on the steps for his shining eyes and looked at me. It was as if he was crying.
I asked again, "Where did you come from?" He replied in a trembling voice, "I came from home."
Seeing his sad face, I felt sorry for him and I said to him, "Tell me, will you eat?"
He nodded yes. I put the bread on the plate and he put it on the plate and stopped it. He looked at the bread with depressed eyes.
I asked if one was enough or I would make another. He replied, "There are two meals." I thought he was very innocent and I quickly prepared another loaf of bread and put it on his plate. He has not started eating yet. Was. He was staring at these loaves. I made the third loaf of bread so it spoiled but since it was in a hurry I quickly put it on you. The fourth loaf began to roll. That child was staring at me now. I was terrified that he would not eat and stared. I was scared I made bread belly. The bread was burnt on the other side. I turned around and looked at the child. He placed it on the plate side and started moving towards me. I was completely scared. Toa picked up and placed on the empty stove next to it. The bread was completely black. The child was moving towards me. I was confused and then suddenly a bright light came out and darkness fell. What happened unknowingly. When I opened my eyes, I found myself leaning against the wall on the ground. And for me the movement was not possible. My fingers were bent and I was feeling lifeless. I was not moving at all. I called my mother. They made my voice heard. I shouted louder and said come out and see for yourself. She got up and came out and got upset and rushed towards me. He straightened his fingers and lifted me up. I asked him where the boy had gone and he said, "He has been gone for a long time." I had these words in my mouth, "And those loaves ..."
The mother began to say what happened.
I told everyone that this is what happened. And the third loaf of bread that was completely blackened was lying on the floor. I also pointed to it. I got up. Just as she was talking to her mother, the same knocking sound came from some of the pots lying on the ground behind her and a ray of light came out.
My heart was about to explode with fear and my eye was opened. My heart was beating so fast that it would come out soon.
Thankfully he had a dream. But he didn't realize that the boy probably didn't like bread, so he did it in anger and left.
No! There is no time for good.
Next time I have a dream I have to arrest the police. That's right.

Some movies show that the aliens come and go after sleeping so that everyone thinks it was a dream.
Maybe he did the same. Have really come.
But let's get it right. Does not sleep in such a bad condition.
Well whatever it was. Was weird.
Well that's something to think about. Was he an alien?
Do aliens really eat bread?