The Skinwalker

This took place from what I can remember 10 years ago, I was living in Wales at the time and behind my house was a massive field which you could walk to the doctors surgery and the church. At nightime the field used to give me the creeps as it would always be reflected in the dark as something you would see in a horror film like the water glowing in the moonlight and the darkness casted over the field.

I was 12 years old at the time I used to enjoy playing and jogging in the field with my dog, Milly. She was a rough collie who was getting to quite an old age but she still had some playfulness left in here old bones. She and I went into the field at night. To give a small overview of my old house, there was steps from the backdoor to the road behind the back garden, you would walk past a treeline then the metal gate to the field was there.

We took a jog into the field and it was quite fun time, we did the usual games anyone would do with their dogs like fetch the stick, run and chase and other fun games. The field was only partially well lit by the nearby street lamps but the back area was dark and spooky. I would often hear noises from the field which could range from howling to whispers but I shrugged it off as a farmer and dog as across a small stream was a farm.

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The Skinwalker

This took place from what I can remember 10 years ago, I was living in Wales at the time and behind my house was a massive field which you could walk to the doctors surgery and the church. At nightime the field used to give me the creeps as it would always be reflected in the dark as something you would see in a horror film like the water glowing in the moonlight and the darkness casted over the field.

I was 12 years old at the time I used to enjoy playing in the field with my dog, Milly. She was a rough collie who was getting to quite an old age but she still had some playfulness left in here old bones. She and I went into the field at night. To give a small overview of my old house, there was steps from the backdoor to the road behind the back garden, you would walk past a treeline then the metal gate to the field was there.

We took a walk into the field and it was quite fun time, we did the usual games anyone would do with their dogs like fetch the stick, run and chase and other fun games. The field was only partially well lit by the nearby street lamps but the back area was dark and spooky. I would often hear noises from the field which could range from howling to whispers but I shrugged it off as a farmer and dog as across a small stream was a farm.

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