It was a misty Sunday night, at about 10 at night. I had school the next morning and decided I need to get some sleep but first have a little walk in the woods outside my house so I left my house and started walking towards the entrance. When I arrived for some reason I felt uneasy but being the badass I am I decided to just walk anyway.
About half way into my walk I heard mumbles coming from behind me but just brushed it off as something stupid which I have forgotten. Near the end of the path, I all of a sudden felt a cold hand touch my shoulder. I immediately ran for my life back down the path to my house and locked it straight away without even looking back. I went upstairs and looked outside the window and saw a man waving and smiling at me. He looked demonic. I called the police but of course they found no trace of him