Flying Humanoid

To begin with I live in Jackson, Missouri out in the middle of nowhere. This story is 100% true and it is the most scared I’ve been in my life.

Okay so this happened in 2014 and I would have been 14 at the time, and it was the middle of summer and it was about 11 o’clock at night and my mom came into the living room and asked if I wanted to ride with her out to the water district to pay our water bill.

I love night drives so of course I told her I’d go.

We headed out to the water tower and it was pitch black except for the shining of the moon on the road. My mom, my sister, and I were talking and having fun until we got to the water tower. Okay so I’m a big baby when it comes to the dark. I’m terrified of the dark especially where I live.

We arrived at the water tower and I opened the door and I heard weird sounds coming from the water tower. I told my mom but she thought I was just kidding or getting too scared.

I stepped out of the truck and walked to the door and slid the envelope into the door. I ran back to the truck as fast as I could and slammed the door.

My mom laughed at me and she backed out of the driveway of the water district.

We were turning onto the highway and all of a sudden a huge creature flew in front of our truck. This thing was like 8 feet tall and had a wingspan of 10 feet.

It was a gray color and it was the body of a man.

It looked like it flew down from the water tower; it definitely came down from a height. It flew slow and close to the ground. It seemed like time slowed down and the world stopped for a couple of minutes while we stared at this creature.

My mom and I screamed and my mom floored it out of there.

She had me looking behind us to make sure it wasn’t following us home. We were in shock and my sister didn’t see it because she was on her phone but she heard us screaming. We finally made it home and I ran inside.

I didn’t sleep that night and I was crying really hard.

I am still terrified of the water tower and I will never go back out there at night. I found out that a conservation area is out there and it’s probably where the creature lives.

About a year ago an episode of “Monsters And Mysteries In America” came on and it was about flying humanoids.

I automatically started crying again and I ran to tell my mom about it. The sighting was in the ozarks in Missouri and for those who don’t know, the ozarks are about 4 hours away from where I live.

The men in the show described exactly what we saw. The gray color of the man, the height of the creature and the wingspan, the flying in front of their car and coming from a height. Not many people believe us but that’s fine. I know what I saw.

Diving with Monsters

I am from Oklahoma and I am 14 years age. Just this summer I obtained my scuba certification for dives not going beyond 60 Ft in depth.

I got the certification in Gainesville, Fl and have done multiple fresh and salt water dives. All of them have been fun experiences, all save one. i was diving off of a reef in Ft. Lauderdale, Fl.

The water was very cloudy and there was a strong current. i was only with my dive partner who swore he never saw anything. As we were descending i Felt as if something was up though i convinced myself that i was just nervous. about half way through the dive i began to catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of my eye every so often but by the time i turned to look it was out of sight.

From the glimpses i caught of it it look as if it had a elongated neck and four similar sized flippers or fins.

the only good look i had of it was when i got separated from my partner because of a stupid decision i made. he went around a large rock formation and i went over it.

i turned and did not see my buddy but i had gotten above some of the silt so i could se a lot clearer than before. when i looked imediently to my starboard side and saw this huge “thing” that ive only ever seen in movies.

It was sitting still and just staring at me like i had no buisness being there,and quite frankly i didn’t. From what i could make out it had teeth like a wahoo and a head like a saurapod from jurassic park or some shit.

i freaked out and shot to the surface without even thinking and lost my partner until he surface almost a minute later but by the time he got up the thing had disappeard i told everyone that i saw a large tiger shark and i paniced because who would belive that i saw freaking nessie thankfully i made it out of that encounter but i will never go diving there again thats for sure.

Amber eyes in blue depths

When I was a kid, I was already a very lonely one; I had almost no friends and was an only child for the first decade of my life until my younger brothers were born, so to make up for the lack of human interaction in my life, I was known for having a fertile imagination.

Wherever I went, whenever it was, all my family says that they remember me having more imaginary friends than any kid they could name.

They weren’t just your common made up goofy creatures or the princess still waiting for a price though; they were many Mitholigical creatures like fairies, dwarves or sometimes small dragons.

That may be one of the things that may come in handy later, as I’m not sure myself if what I saw was real or just the imagination of a kid, who was so scared that they tried to make an excuse for something seemingly completely normal. Im fifteen as I’m writing this, though to tell this story we have to go back to when I was around eight or nine.

I was living in Portugal back then, and still am to this day, with the exception that now we live in the capital and not in the outskirts of a smaller city; but that’s not important for this story right now. What’s important however, is that when I was younger, my mother and I used to go with her friends on small trips south to a beach fairly know for it’s tourism and we went there every summer without an exception until this happened.

On this particular year, it was only me, my mother and one of her friends, who dragged his nephew who was my age along. With names it’ll be easier, though for privacy reasons I’ll have to change them; let’s say that my mom’s friend is Vitor and that the boy is Afonso.

As soon as we arrived to the small makershift parking lot, me and Afonso immediately jumped out of the car, grabbing our beach toys and sprinting to the beach.

Neither of the adults was worried, since they knew we were smart kids and wouldn’t go further than the place where the water met the sand, so they took their time taking some of the crucial things from the car trunk and eventually met up with us in the beach itself.

The day was overall fun and rather relaxed.

At least until we decided to go in the water for the last time before heading to the cabin where we would be staying for the night, so while my mom was taking sunbaths, me, Victor and Afonso went for that one last swim.

About ten minutes pass normally and we are playing tag in the water. I was hiding under the surface so it would be harder for them to spot me, when suddenly a pain in my right leg made me scream underwater.

Before I knew it I was being pushed to the depths of the lake, the pain only increasing as something seemed to dug in my flesh, my arms reaching just above water to signalate that I needed help while trying to swim away from this senseless grip. It’s amazing how the human being can be so strong when it’s life depends on it.

After a while, my overall whimpy body gave up and I was dragged further in the bottom, my eyes starting to make everything darker and fuzzier.

Last thing I remember, would scare me for life: a gigantic dragon-like figure in an ill shade of green and traumatizing, glowing amber eyes was almost biting my leg off.

I was in such a state of shock, I think I must have blacked out. It wasn’t until later that I’d wake up in the warmth of my cabin’s room, my aching leg now bandaged up. I immediately screamed for my mom, who just casually walking in after hearing me call out for her. First thing I remember asking was:

“did you get the monster? ”

” what monster? ” my mom asked with a perplexed look on her face

” the monster that pushed me into the water!! ” I overwhelmedly screeched, getting a scold from my mom for it, as here shouting is seen as very offensive. Blame the fact that Iberian languages make you seem like you are screaming at someone half of the time.

” what are you talking about? There was no monster there, you just stepped too deep in the water! ”

I don’t know what exactly happened after, but I do remember alot of arguing with my mother, after trying to convince her that it was something beyond natural that had done this to me. One thing I’m sure of though: if I simply lost my foot in the water, how come that was able to leave a tooth-like scar in my leg?..

I was attacked by an aquatic monster

I was an adventurous kid, and I loved going spending time outside when I was younger. My brother was a supporting factor, since he would join me in my fun adventurers. I had a very loving and supporting family, which led to my father taking me on various trips, and one of them was a diving trip.

I lived up in British Columbia at the time, and it was an amazing place. It was mountainous, and tree filled, which made for an amazing sight and feel.

I also loved swimming, and had been swimming many times, whether it be at my cottage, or in a public pool.

Because of this, I thought diving would be splendid, and an amazing time to discover new things, and get my own look at some spectacular underwater sights. There was only one problem, and it was that I had been afraid of large bodies of water for a long time. I have heard shark attack stories, and stories about sea creatures of massive sizes, which scared the living hell out of me.

I sucked it up though, and told myself to stop being such a baby. Besides, shark attacks in British Columbia? Huge sea monsters out for human blood? No way, that all sounded like it couldn’t happen to someone like me.

Unfortunately, I was very wrong.

My dad was an experienced diver, which is what had led him to prompting me to do this. He had taught me the basics, and we had dived a few times before, but this one experience had made me stay further away from the water, probably for the rest of my life. We had gotten ready for our next dive, and were getting out on the boat to ride to the location. When we arrived, I looked down into the water. Clear and fresh, like a sheet of glass. My dad had already dropped down into the water, and I was putting my flippers on.

“Water’s cold.” He shouted up to me. I hated cold water, it made the surroundings feel much more… sinister. Various chills ran up my spine as I splashed into the water, making for an uncomfortable first impression. We had never been to this body of water before, and every time I think about it, I can’t remember the name of this place.

I lowered myself under the water, starting my descent. Since I was still quite new, I made sure to follow my dad everywhere he went. I made sure to stay close behind him, and I had been for the time being. I stopped to take everything in. It was quite beautiful, the rocks, the fish, and the atmosphere. It was very scenic, and I had been the type of person to admire that. I took a deep breath, but with every breath I worried more. I was always that type of “what if” guy, and I was very cautious when it came to how much air was left in my tank. I turned to follow my dad, but as I turned around, my heart sank.

My dad was gone.

The water was clear, and he should have been right there. I started to panic, breathing in faster and heavier, wasting more oxygen. I thought about swimming up, and getting back on the boat, but I had only been down here for a short period of time. Besides, my dad probably was just trailing off, looking at what there was to see. I calmed down, and then decided I should do the same. I’m 15 now, I don’t always need a parent around me.

I continued my sightseeing, and came across an area that got murky. “Perhaps some fish had stirred up the area.” I thought, and I found a more rocky area. I had seen no fish around this area, which was odd because there should have been more of them. Fish love the rocks, don’t they? I finally gave in and decided to go back up, but as I was about to go, something caught my eye.

Movement, underneath some of the rocks. I watched helplessly, as a black silhouette rose from behind the rocks. It looked as if it had the neck of a snake, and although I couldn’t make out the face, I saw a jaw full of sharp, pointed teeth. The eyes were the scariest part, as they had flickered open as if it had been asleep. Black, empty sockets with tiny yellow pupils. The creature was about my size, only a little bigger. It was scaly from what I could tell, and it has noticed me.

I screamed through my suit, and I swam upwards as fast as I could. I didn’t even bother looking down. I thrashed my arms and legs, propelling myself upwards. I felt what I still feel to this day, a bump, against my legs. It had rammed something against me, and I was spiraling. This thing was powerful. I regained control, and I kept swimming. I thought I was going to faint. I heard it make a call, similar to a whale call, but a bit deeper. The sound haunts me to this day. I finally reached the surface, and my dad greeted me on the boat.

“Where have you been?” He asked.

I said nothing as I climbed up on the boat, as fast as I could.

“We have to go, now!” I shouted.

“What are you talking about?”

“Just go! Go!” I screamed. As the boat shifted away, I looked back at the area I had surfaced. A shadow under the water moved, and it was gone. I sat down, as I had been standing the whole time. We got back to the car and I explained what happened to my dad.

“Probably just a big fish.” He keeps telling me, but it defiantly wasn’t a fish. That thing has made me afraid of the water even more than I had been before, and I never want to swim for the rest of my life. Just remember, if you ever go diving, stay close to someone, and be aware of your surroundings.

It couldn’t have been a shark

This happened last summer while I was on a diving trip with other certified divers my age.

This was fun, since we were all teenagers who needed something to do or something to get away from during the summer. We were all staying on a catamaran in the waters surrounding the Caribbean island of Saba.

Saba is known for its great efforts to prevent pollution of both their island and the marine park surrounding it. It was our second night there, and we were all excited to hear that we could go on a night dive.

Night dives are always creepy, because you can’t see much through the dark waters, except what your flashlight is shining on.

Of course, what else would you expect? We had our dinner around nine in the evening, and began to get ready.

We put our gear together and Brought it to the back of the boat, where we would take our big strides in. Our dive master was talking to the skipper, who seemed a little unsure. Off of what we could gather from the conversation, the skipper was positive that we should be situated near a broad stretch of coral reef, however, based off of what the Dive master said, there was nothing but sand.

This stuck me as odd, in the sense that they have been doing this specific route for a long time, but I brushed it off.

Once everyone was ready, we all attached glow sticks of matching colors to our tanks, and to our dive buddy’s. For those of you who don’t scuba dive, divers use a buddy system to make sure no one gets lost, or gets into a bad situation like running low on air without assistance.

I was with a kid who I’ll call K. We got along pretty well, and both of us liked to swim a good 8 feet out from the rest of the group. It was a pretty stupid thing to do, but we figured that as long as we could see the group, we would be fine.

So of course, once we had gotten down to the sea floor, which was around 55-60 feet, we spread out.

It was abnormally cold for being in the Caribbean, even if it was night and we were deep down. K and I were a good 5 feet apart from each other, but we would routinely signal each other to make sure we were ok.

I spent the first five minutes of the dive leisurely looking around, which gave me a little perspective.

If you were to look up, you would see a small patch of light from the moon, and that was about it. Eventually, K and I started to swim closer to each other, as we had begun to lag behind, we were around 15 feet behind the group, when I noticed something drifting along the bottom.

I shone my light on it to see parts of dead sea animals. I got curious as I usually am, and swam past it a little. I honestly was hoping to see a shark or something of the sorts, but instead I found a big pit in the ground.

It was in no way natural, and it was obvious something had dug it.

My initial thought was something along the lines of “Oh it must be one of those fish that digs nests to attract a mate,” but it was way to big for that to be feasible.

It looked like a sizable shark could easily fit in it. Unfortunately, that wasn’t the worst part. The pit was filled with varying sizes of bones and other dead things. I didn’t know what to think, so I did a sharp 180 and swam back as fast as I could. I made it back to the group and we kept going.

Not five minutes later, a very weird noise rang out through the water.

It sounded similar to a whale call, but it had this lower growl under the screech. I turned to my buddy and based off of what his expression told me, he hadn’t heard it. I started to get a little freaked out, but I kept my breathing under check to make sure I didn’t lose oxygen.

Once again, I brushed it off and kept swimming. Maybe fifteen minutes later our group found a baby flounder, we all took turns looking at it, and watching it jerkily swim around.

I stayed a bit longer. K stayed a good halfway in between me and the group, to make sure I could find my way back. I don’t know what lead me to turn around towards the pit, but I did, and my flashlight cut through the darkness.

If there’s anything I regret, it was that.

In the distance, I saw what I originally mistook as a large fish. It was spiny, not to mention unnaturally pale, and it had these long limbs. It looked so unnatural, that I couldn’t take my eyes away from it.

It started to swim towards me, and thats when I realized it didn’t have a tail or any sort of appendage which could aid this thing in swimming. It wasn’t a fish. It clawed its way painfully through the water with these long thin arms, which seemed to bend the wrong way every time.

I was perplexed, and kept watching this thing. From what I could gather, it looked as if you took the bones of some large creature, and stretched waterlogged human skin over it.

It was ugly.

The thing stared at me with these horrendous silver eyes, and what I could only assume was its mouth seemed to bubble. This thing then let out a loud scream, almost the same as the one I had heard earlier. I think that was what tore my eyes away from it. I slowly started to swim backwards, before I decided “Screw it” and booked it out of there.

I made it back to the group, and we soon ascended to the surface.

I was a bit shaken up, but I calmed down out of the water. I ended up asking the Dive master about it, or at least trying.

She asked me if what I saw had big eyes that lit up when you shined a light at them.

I answered yes, thinking I was getting somewhere, but then she brushed it off as a tuna fish. I know what tuna look like, and there was no way that was a tuna. Needless to say I didn’t sleep too much that night, or all nights for the rest of the time we were in the waters near Saba.

So if you go night diving around a sandy area off the coasts of Saba, be aware of what all might be living out there, under the radar.

Urðarköttur (Gravelcat)

So, I have no idea how to start this post due to the trauma this caused me. I’m a 17 year old Icelandic boy and a native of the upper southern farmlands close to Geysir and Gullfoss.

I’m sorry if the wording in this post sounds weird because English is my 3rd language after Danish and my native language of Icelandic.

Iceland is rich in history and folklore and my people have spoken about many creatures through the ages such as the Kraken but I believed that most of these stories were just made to scare children.

I learned it the hard way that some of these stories may be real.This is about the time I came face to face with a creature called Urðarköttur or Gravelcat. The Urðarköttur is a half dog, half fox half wolf of some sort. It is not that large only about 125cm tall to the shoulders but it is nothing like I’ve seen before.

My story starts in the end of September when it was starting to go below 0°C and the mountains around the farmlands were covered in snow. I live on the farm that is the furthest away from the ocean or about 65km from the southern coast and behind my farms fields is the Icelandic highlands.

I love to go out on hikes to Jarlhettur which are about 21km away from my farm. I was hiking down a hill when I see a fox dart across the stream on the bottom of the hill.

Then I hear this howl coming from the direction where the fox ran off to.

I quickly ran off to see what was happening and I almost ran into a black mass which I thought was just a big volcanic rock.

It made a sound that a dog makes when it his kicked. Don´t ask why I know that we have some fucked up people in my region.

it jumped up and i could tell that it was no fucking fox. It almost jump-ran about 2 meters away from me and then just looked at me dead in the eyes. It had the tail of an Icelandic hearding dog and it was snow white on it´s feet and stomach and the rest was black.

I’m 195cm tall (6’4″) and It was about 40-60cm smaller then I was.
It made a growl like sound and showed it’s teeth which were like a foxes teeth but like 10cm larger.

It ran off at about 30km/h which is fast as fuck.

Me not wanting to set this thing off walked back the way I came at a slow speed. That´s how I walked all the way home. I came home just by sunset or at about [18:20] (6:30pm).

My grandfather was the only one home. I confided with him about this and he told me his story but it was not as detailed as mine as he saw it from 2km away. His sightning took place nearly 65 years ago but him being born into a strict Lutheran Icelandic poor farming household was extremely superstitious.

My father has also seen this creature but refused to talk about it at all.

it has been 1 year now. I now live in Reykjavík, the capital of Iceland. I do not miss the mountains as they are now ruined for me.

Let this story serve as a warning to lone tourists who think it is a good idea to hike alone in the highlands of Iceland. This thing can kill people and probably has as so many people have just disappeared into thin air over years whilst travelling alone through the Icelandic tundra.

Greetings from Iceland.

Creature in the backyard

What i am about to tell you is something that happened to me around the middle of May, 2012. I wish i could say its just a “story” but I dont happen to be that fortunate. I’ve lived in Illinois for the majority of my life. Im 32yrs old now, and also an Iraq war veteran, serving in O.I.F. 3 (operation Iraqi freedom) from nov. 2003- nov. 2006 attached to the 86csh. Ive seen alot of things in my life, many of them i wish i could forget. Although nothing i’ve seen in war or abroad could compare to what to what i saw one night on the quiet suberb of Illinois 30 or so miles outside of Chicago.

Although i lived relatively close to a major metropolitan area, the town i lived in was almost the exact opposite. Its a semi rural area line with town homes seperated by several semi wooded areas . Less than a half mile from a local forest preserve that covers about 5-10 square miles. I lived in one of these town homes at the time, and was living there alone when this happened, I previously had a roomate who was my cousin. He had moved out with his girlfriend about 2 months before all of this occurred. I often slept on the couch located on the ground floor of the home, where i could see both front and back doors. The couch was about 3-5 feet away from my all glass; back patio slidind door that lead to the back yard.

This particular night I had made it home late, about 12:45am coming from spending some time at a close friend of mines house. By the time i made it home i was completely beat and ready for bed. I figured i’d sit on the couch and watch a little t.v.  to help me fall asleep. The time now was about 1:15am before I got completely settled in and comfortable. Being a former military man, I’ve always been big on “self-defence” even yeard after i’d been honorably discharged from the military. I always slept with a weapon within arms reach, just in case of a burglar or any other “Uninvited Guest”. This particular night i small silver .380 caliber pistol laying on the floor just next to the couch where i often slept. It was always loaded. After about another 20min past i had finally dozed off with the television quietly playing in the background.

I always set the television sleep timer for about an hour. There were no lights on inside my house, only the faint glow of the t.v. to cut thru the darkness until the sleep timer shut it off. At that point it would be nearly pitch black in the room, except for the small slivers of light from an outside street lamp that penetrated the tall hanging blinds thay covered the all glass; sliding patio door. I had to trouble falling asleep this night. I had always been a heavy sleeper, even as a child and had no trouble sleeping thru the night. It felt as if i had only been asleep there on the couch just a few minutes.

When i found myself for some reason wide awake, in the near complete darkness of the living room. For some odd reason i had a very compelling feeling of uneasiness i couldnt shake. Somthing wasnt right, and i could feel it. As i picked up cell-phone to check the time I realized it was close to being 5am.  Which i was immediately confused by because i had been asleep only a few short hours. While still staring at my phone, out of the corner of my eye thru a crack in the patio door blinds I saw a very quick single flash of yellow light which didnt strike me as odd at first. As i though i about it I became increasingly confused because I remembered that the only light outside in that area was a single street lamp just beyond the wooden fence in my backyard..

This struck me as particularly strange because i knew that street lights never flash and this particular street light cast a white light, not a yellow one. As i proceeded to stand up to go investigate, there was another single flash of light i saw thru the blinds except this time it appeared brighter and the light was red.  The strange feeling that had awoken me from my sleep was now compelling me to go to the door and look outside. I quickly swapped my cell phone for the silver .380 caliber pistol that lay just next to the couch and walked over to the blinds at the sliding door moving them out of the way so I could see outside. What i saw would be forever ingrained into my memory. As I stood at the door peering outside. I saw that the flashing light had become solid, and it seemed to sit on top of the roof of another town home directly across from my own, about 60ft. Directly in front of me. The light, at this point appeared to be a complete perfect circle, emanating with a bright greenish yellow glow.

Within seconds the ball flickered once again and in a split second it nearly tripled in size and changed from the greenish yellow glow to a solid bright yellow. At that moment i felt as if this ball of light had beckoned me to the door because it wanted me to see this for some reason. Just as quickly as the orb had changed size and color, I began to hear a noise that sounded almost like a freight train in the distance that was getting closer and louder by the second. I couldnt tell where the sound was coming from though. After 3-5 seconds the sound had gotten so loud it was as if a helicopter was directly above my house, but i saw nothing except the large ball of light. When the sound had got to its loudest. I began staring at the yellow orb because I could see what looked like something coming outnof the center of the glowing orb. Whatever it was it flew straight up into the air after exiting. The best way i could describe what came out this luminescent orb which now I thought of as some sort of portal was a mix between a dragon fly and a snake the size of a full grown man.

I was terrifyed, As if only split seconds had past after it exited the portal, the entity had flown directly towards from out of the sky. It must have cleared the distance of 60ft. from the rooftop of the adjacent townhome to my backyard in the blink of an eye. Where it stopped in mid-air 5-6 feet off the ground directly in front of me, no more than two feet away from me. The only thing separating me from it, was the glass patio sliding door between us. The loud helicopter like noise was now slowly fading away. What was in front on me of at this moment peering down at me all black, large deep inlaid eyes i can ony desribe as a real “monster” the likes of which not even my nightmares could produce. It seemed to just float there in an upright vertical position unflinching. I was terrified! I quicky pointed the small .380 caliber pistol i had in my had directly at it. As i did so, the entity seemed to spread two sets of what looked like identical large black wings from its side just as like a dragon fly. The entity itself was also all black with what seemed to be very strange symbols engraved into what i could only describe as the creatures skin if it evem had such a thing. As soon as the creatures wings were completely spread, (although it seemed the entity did not use the “wings” for flight because it had not used them to cross the 60ft. Of parking lot between the roof of the adjacent townhouse from which it had came and my backyard. Nor did it use them to stop in mid-air only inches from my backdoor where it and I came face to face) inbetween, above, and below each of its 4 wings the creature seemed to manifest what I can only describe as what seemed to be 100’s of tiny blue lightning bolts of energy. Each no larger or longer than my pinky finger. As i aimed my pistol toward it is when it displayed this awsome sight.

Which i could only conclude must have been some sort of protective energy field to shield it from harm had i decided to fire upon it. This display lasted only a few short seconds, and just as quickly as it had come it was gone. Flying directly up, and over my house at a truly amazing speed. Till this day i still have no clue or idea as to what flew into my backyard that night, but i do know whatever it was it wanted me to see it and some part of me wanted too see it.



It comes at the worst times

I guess the correct way to start this is by saying that I’ve seen this thing and many others that most people would call creepy all my life I guess I attract them like a magnet.

Anyway it was 2010 and I just woken up from a nice nap in my living room and all seemed normal.

I walked to the kitchen and got a glass of water then go back to bed. After filling the glass I heard Gracie ,my husky, start barking out back.

I assumed it was a squirrel or a cat so I didn’t bother investigating. After yelling at Gracie telling her to be quiet in fear of having the coss called on me by the crazy old lady that lives next door I went back to bed to lay down.

It couldn’t have been more than a 30 seconds after I fully layed in bed that I heard what I thought to be a piece of wood hit the side of my house. Now I knew someone was outside fucking with me so I did what I thought i should do which was grab my colt and waltz out my back door like a man ready to kill.

What I say was something I’ll never forget. Standing in the middle of my backyard is Gracie.

I saved that dog from a pound and brought it back to health I loved that dog more than anything but there she was standing like a human in my backyard.

I was shocked so naturally the first thing I did call her name.

As soon as I breath in to call for my beloved dog that I had knew so well this thing turned around and looked at me. I realized this wasn’t my Gracie this was far from it. As it turned around I saw that it was Gracie’s skin wrapped so tight around this things body almost perfectly covering it like a jacket but it was inches from the things eyes and Gracie’s head or scalp whatever your wanna call it was layed over this things skull like a hat.

I pulled my colt up and squeezed out all the rounds I had in it only after i had let the last one out did I step back in and run to my room to find the second mag i kept loaded just in case.

I hit the mag release and let the empty mag slide out and fall to the floor. I jammed the second mag into the gun and grabbed my knife off night stand. I was at the ready for this thing to come for me but nothing. I slowly walked through my house with my gun in one hand and my knife in the other.

I checked the whole house to make sure then I went outback again. The thing was gone but what I found…… It pisses me off to this day. My Gracie was torn to pieces I mean shredded but there was no skin left on anything and the wood hitting my house that woke me up was her dog house slightest all about the yard. Needless to say the cops came and i had to show ownership of my handgun.

I gave them some fake ass story about a robber killing my dog then when they left I sat and waited thinking of what I needed to buy to make sure I was ready when it came back.

I realized I shot it. Now I’m not saying I’m the best shot ever but I’m far from a terrible marksman now with my ar15 I can drill targets from 150 yards no scope.

So how could I miss a whole clip from 5 yards with a colt I built from the ground up to target shoot almost perfectly. Well I didn’t at least one round round its marl because there was a blood trail leading to the wood. I followed it for hours with an ar15 night vision scope and mounted flashlight ,the scope to see when I didn’t want anything to know I was there if i thought I got close and the flashlight to follow the blood.

I never say anything more than a couple birds. So to anyone that has a dog they love keep it in eyesight and keep protection near by or your beloved pet might end up like my poor Gracie.

And fair warning to any that live in Tennessee these things are real they live in the woods and when you hear gunshots deep in there just know someone like me that lost something or someone to those things went looking and found it just like I should’ve done.

And to you the one that took my Gracie from me if we cross paths again I’ll do you worse than you did her.

Backyard creeps

I remember this. Clear as day. No doubt about it, this wasn’t a dream.

It was my birthday I had friends over. For saftey reasons i will not use their names.I had a huge backyard with a in-ground pool a  bar beside it a trampiline and a play house.

I also had woods behind them.

This will come into play later. We were sitting in my living room on the couch. The couch was infront of the window so we could not see out unless we physicaly got up and opened the curtains. Thats when we heard a loud bang on the window we all jumped off the couch and starred at the curtains.

We were home alone btw. So I living there knew the neighbors.

I thought it was the boys playing with us when we heard it again. I ran to the window and threw open the curtains to find no one just. Thats when i thought it was the tree. We laughed thinking we were so stupid.

About an hour later we got our bathing suits on and were almost ready to go outside we were getting towels and flip flops when we all stopped.

We heard a loud splash into the pool. We were frozen as we could hear something swimming then running out and away.

We sat there waiting for a laugh from the neighbors. I slowly walked towards the sliding glass door.  When i got to it and my freinds only 3 feet behind me I gained up unough courage i was about to open the curtains.

When we heard the bottels in the bars move we ran to the livng room and looked out the side window and saw the two neighbors boys just ariving home.

My blood went cold.

I got pail so did my friends. We then heard walking up the and across the playhouse and a rattle as if some one walked by the trampiline.

Who ever it was they were looking through my yard. We ran behind a wall as we heard who or what ever it was walk on to the porch. It didnt sound natural like as if they had to many feet. We could then see the shadow of something bony and tall trying to look into the window.

I got mad really mad.

I ran and thru open the curtains when i saw this.. this thing standing tall about 8 feet yellow eyes naked so bony no weight on it.

It smiled. When i saw it teeth i could feel a tear run down it face. dried blood pointy long yellow where there wasn’t crouched down to my size.

Then opening it mouth wide. there was fur bits inside probolly from it last meal.

I thought i was next. When this blood crueteling scream. I was in shock still as stiff as a board. I could just bareling hear my friends crying. It smiled and hit the glass with out blinking. It kept hitting it till a gun shot ran out. It got down on all four looked where it came from.

Another rang out.

I ran away back into the woods still on all four. I was so terrified of what i just witnessed i fell over still in shock. And i had a seizure. I’m okay but one of my friends wern’t she has to go to counciling as where they were they could see everything.