My Nose

I was followed incessantly by a tiny, one-foot-tall alien who really wanted to touch my nose. I kept telling him no, and he would slink away, only to excitedly return a few minutes later, repeating "Touch your nose? Touch your nose!"

I became angrier and angrier, and finally resorted to physical abuse. I kicked him through doorways, throttled his neck, and still he would run back, unaffected. "Touch your nose! Touch your nose?" I became terribly frightened that I would kill the alien because he was pushing me to the brink of homicide.