Mommy, the troll is talking to me and starting to scare me

Disclaimer: This is a true story told by a lady from my church.


There is a special needs teacher who has a grown son who is himself mentally handicapped, but high functioning. He is able to care for himself at home while his parents are at work. One day recently he calls his mom and says, "Mommy, I'm playing with the troll! I have a troll and I'm playing with and I want you to come see it!" A little baffled, she explains she can't come home yet but will see it later. A couple hours later he calls his mom back and hysterically tells her that the troll is talking him and starting to scare him. She manages to calm him down and tells him she will be home as soon as she can. When she walks through the front door she notices all this furniture shoved in front of the coat closet....and then she hears knocking. "Tap, tap, tap." At first she thinks, "cat? small rodent?", but the tapping was disturbing. So she proceeds to move the furniture and open the closet door to find a miniature Jehovah's Witness...a midget. She frantically starts apologizing, yet the flustered little man says nothing and walks out the front door.

I can only imagine how the exchange went down between a grown mentally handicapped man and a midget Jehovah's Witness. Some how I don't think there was a lot of persuasion happening.