The Thing on the Wolf River Trail

The following story is true and happened last year during December. Before I begin I’d like to preface the story by saying I am a 16 year old boy who is 6 feet tall, and I am very muscular. It takes a lot to scare me, and whenever I’m out with friends or alone I always have a balisong, aka butterfly knife on me. The ones I own are also brand knives from Bladerunners systems, so they are sturdy and I know I can trust them to work properly if I ever need to use them. I would also like to state that during the story I did not have my phone because I did not want to have anything to distract me. This will be explained later on. On to the story.

I live in an urban part of Memphis, next to a place called the wolf river. It is a popular area for bikers and runners because it has long winding trails that go through a forested area with a river going through the middle. Sometimes I used to go out in the middle of the night and skate along the paved trails, however after this encounter with what I saw last December I don’t think I’ll ever go back there at night.

Won’t be visiting Aunt Jane

This experience happened around 10 years ago when I was about 9 years old.

My parents had been fighting, and they were in the process of getting a divorce. They didn’t want me to have to be in that kind of environment, so they decided that I should stay with my aunt, who we’ll call Jane, for the summer. At that point, I had only met my Aunt Jane twice. I was a shy little girl, so I was really scared to have to leave my home behind for those few months. My mom convinced me by telling me all about the woods Aunt Jane lived in. Her house was isolated, and woods surrounded it for miles. I had always lived in the city, and I was dying to experience the outdoors. I quickly forgot about all my previous fears, and was now couldn’t wait to visit.

I started packing a week before I even left, and I couldn’t wait until the day I would leave.

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Spirits at midnight

I never would’ve expected this to happen to me- or to anyone. But it did. And I wish it hadn’t. When I lived in Minnesota, I would pick up my boyfriend, Jacob, from his job.

I never really liked his job because he would be out extremely late and would end up sleeping all the time. He was a worker at a local grocery store. So, one night I came to pick Jacob up from work, and I sat in my cat for about an hour before Jacob finally called me.

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