It was early in the morning, around 2am when my cousin and I snuck out of her house to visit her friend that lived down the road. When we got there, I waited outside since there were a lot of people in the house already. Her friend had three or four brothers and sisters so there was always someone around. I waited by this old truck in the driveway and saw that there was dew forming on it. ( It being so early in the morning and all.) Then I heard this giggle. I didn't pay much attention to it since it could have been one of the kids. I then turned around to look at the truck and I heard the giggle right next to me and saw little handprints form on the truck. I didn't see anything else other than the handprints. Let's say that I didn't stay too long outside. I ran into her house and never went back to that house again.
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