AUTUMN 1989

One day in 1989, my mother and I were driving down a country road when we saw a rustic shack with a sign saying “open.” We went inside and found it filled with intricate figurines in the shape of elves and fairies. We looked around for the shopkeeper, but found no one at all, nor any sign of human habitation. We were so curious that we decided to come back when someone was in, but when we returned the next week, the building was not where we remembered it to be, and we were never able to find it again.

Submitted by Tamara