So, many of you may not believe me… and honestly I’ve been having some issues believing it myself. I live in a small community in the middle of empty desert. My biological father is a bit of a menace and has thrown several of my cats and some strays I used to feed into the desert, several of them have not been seen or heard from again. Now, to the story, I recently began to hear one of my cats’ (Flash) meows from the desert and have taken my dog walking out there searching for her.
After three days of going out there, calling, searching, and getting no actual replies when I was actually out there I finally realized something. The meows I had been hearing didn’t sound right. There was something completely off about them and I had been able to ignore them until I began to hear frantic cries from Flash in the desert. Sneaking out once again I just stood near the entrance calling and looking around while my dog sniffed an old abandoned mattress. It was around sunset and honestly I didn’t like being out there when all I could see was just shadows and just a few feet in front of me.
I stayed there for ten minutes until I started hearing what I thought were troublemakers trying to scare me or trying to sneak up on me for whatever reason. I scooped up my dog and dashed back inside the community walls, making my way back home(literally across the entrance from the desert, a hole in a brick wall). That night was filled with meows outside my window that just sounded wrong. I’m really glad I actually remembered to shut my curtains because I did not want to see what the hell was skulking around.
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Hello, my name is Aaron, I’ll get right to it. I live in Albuquerque NM. It’s a fairly large city and right down the middle runs the Rio Grande River and the river feeds a small forest that runs along the river. We call this forest the Basque. There are some really unusual and creepy things that occur in the Basque. Any way one of these creepy things is the Shroom house. It’s this old Adobe house thats been through the ages. We call it the shroom house because there are mushrooms spray painted all over the house. I’ve been there a couple times during the day but I’ve never met someone whose been there during the night. One night however I can say I’m that person, along with my friends who went with me. The night started off with me and Mikaila, I picked her up and immediately started smoking some pot to forget the day’s labor. I call up my friend Matt and both me and Mikaila agree to join Matt at his house. There We meet 2 of his neighbors, honestly I can’t remember there names, just know they were with us. We play pool, shoot the shit and it’s now 12 am. We are bored. I suggest we go on a road trip to the shroom house, see if we can smoke some weed there and creep each other out.
With no abjections we hop in my red Mazda 6 and head to the Basque. I turn off the main road, turn off to a side road, then a dirt one, then pull into a dirt parking lot. The dirt parking lot is pretty big, and on the north side is a chain link fence that separates the dense vegetation from the dirt road. The fence follows the parking lot half way and turns into a 2 foot high wooden beam that lines the parking lot. Where the chain link fence ends is a small animal trail that leads to the end of a small dug out ditch. If you carefully cross the ditch without getting caught by the vegetation in your face you follow another animal trail that leads to the Shroom house.
We all jump out of my vehicle and stop at the animal trail. “Whose got a flash light”? I look up and the moon is full and everything is well lit up. “I have a lighter” I said. Obviously we were all chatty and said more than what I’m writing here. I crouch down and start crawling the animal trail with the lighter in front. My friends behind me. I make it to the dug out ditch and hop down. I look to my left and my friends decide to walk the rim of the ditch. We all kind of stop and look for the other trail that leads to the house when we here it. The ditch goes off perpendicular from the animal trail we were on. I was in the ditch with the lighter lit. We could here a small animal shuffling through the vegetation about 30 feet down the ditch.
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What I saw this night had to be, of all things, real. Before we start, you need some knowledge about my house. I have a couch in front of my window that is right next to my door. Then there is another couch beside that one against the wall. There is a coffee table in the middle of the room, and behind that is a recliner.
Now, this happened about two months ago, and it still terrifies me to think about this. I am 11 years old, and am very small and skinny. I’m not very strong or large but I can still pull my weight. My friend had rode his bike down to a very small creek in the middle of my neighborhood when, unfortunately, he got sick. And his mom came to pick him up. He left his bike and called me and asked if I could go get it. I agreed, but it was too late to go out. So, like the idiot I am, I decided to sneak out of the house when my parents fell asleep.
I went out at about 12:00 and walked to that creek. I got his bike, no problem, until I started back to his house. As I was leaving. I heard this low growling, so I started off pealing at a normal rate until I heard t branch snap behind me. I started pedaling like a mad man and I heard a deafening shriek. It sounded like TV static and Cougar mushed together.
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