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I' d like to start off by saying that I dent have a ******* clue why I' m posting this en , er, really, at all. Maybe I' m afraid of dying. er samething- The events
described in this story happened a month and a half age. in (?), West Virginia, although I typed this up about two weeks age. Ijust
haven' t really had the guts to post this until what happened yesterday.
The story starts in late September, when my family went to visit per relatives, who invited us up to celebrate ene ofthem (Desiree) getting like LUBE bucks in
spree . They live in this really ******* ****** part of people frem Charles Town. and Hansen (basically the
least rednecky parts of WV) like to call "Squaw Heller"- It' s way up en the mountain, and exactly like hew everyine pictures it when they hear about it - nothing
but ramshackle shacks. rustiness rebuilt trailers. everything ******* severed in Christmas decorations because they' re all tee busy being smelly
H rednecks to everclear up. Real Deliverance **** , just no rivers escapees. The relatives we were visiting are absolutely confirmed inbreeding, all cousins *******
gig. .tgj. t. e' r _ ' " -i. . each ether. We dont refer to them as aunt, uncle, whatever, just relatives. Not terrible people er anything, just absolutely cartoonish- depressing hillbilly
stereotypes-
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So anyway, we' re up here in this godforsaken trailer, it sucks. There' s like eight of them, plus me. my dad, my mom, and my sister. About two hours in, my mom takes my cell phone so that I can
feces on the family time together" (which is ******** , all we did the whale time was eat TV dinners and be forced to watch Nascar and shi] After like 5 hours of this **** , about ten minutes befire
we' re supposed to leave, it starts raining. We know how treacherous the reads can get up on the mountain. so we decide wait fer the rain to die down. Flash forward two hours later. it' s ******* dark
as hell, ten c/ clock, and there' s a hood warning fer the area. I have my phone back by this time we reception. though. of course), I' m playing Terrie and Texas Hold' Em and stuff. when suddenly I hear
my dad start losing his **** in the next room.
I walk ever. and it turns out that they let slip that they' d buried their kid. Thomas, outside. and apparently were afraid the rain would wash up his body er some other ********** The kid was like six, he
was attacked by a dog, and they never told the cipe. Just ******* buried him like he was a family pet. My dad' s flipping his **** . and rightfully so, because, you know, we live in the 21 st century and
all. So per relatives all say they' ll sort it all put in the morning. My parents tell me and my sister to stay in the same mem as them during the night, and we do. None of us really suspected that they' d
killed Thomas er anything, since they' re really peaceful - they didn' t even own any guns aside frem this one shotgun they had on a mantle. Nevertheless, we were creeped the
**** out. and intended to tell the cops in the morning once we got to tawn.
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So, it was like 3 in the morning, I couldn' t sleep. Power had gone pet fer the fifth time or so, and I' m not able to charge my dead pheny. Worst part is, I could see Thomas' s little grave right outside the
window. Little cross en it and everything, and I assumed the kid couldn' t have been buried deep at all since they were so wearied about him just washing up put of the grave Se I wasjust fixated on it,
kept being draw to Iceking put the winder. And then I saw the ******* werst thing in my life.
Something was creeping through the trees toward the house.
I stared at it fer a while, but couldn' t get a good leek at it since it was raining and the brush was thick.
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For a few minutes I assumed it was two really pale horses, kind of ambling through the weeds . But then it walked into the moonlight, and I saw that it was all one thing, like a kind of
human terse, but wider. It finally stepped into full view, and I saw it had something like six legs, kind of somewhere between a beetle' s legs and a herse' s legs. Two arms, right where someone would
normally have them, but they were about a half a feet longer than any normal man' s arms. It had a bald head, but the face Geeked like some sen of ******* bizarre masquerade ball kind of mask. This
******* , furrowed forehead, and a nese that Geeked sort pf like a crew' s er a raven' s beak. It didn' t have eyes, eitherr-. just like the depressions where eyes would . It Geeked like it had a
human mouth, underneath its proboscis. What still strikes me to this day is that it seemed to have a penis, tee, like right on the abdomen where a normal person' s dick would be.
The thing moved sort , and made these soft noises when it moved. It must' been like seven, eight feet tall, but sounded like it weighed maybe only 150 lbs at meet. It
starts walking towards Thomas' s grave, and then I finally snap out of whatever trance I was in, and just scream. My mom is the first to wake up, and I tell her to leek out the window. She rushes over,
and doesn' t really seem to understand what she' s looking at. After a minute, though, the thing bends down and starts pawing at the grave with its hands. My dad and Jasper rush in, and
******* loses his **** . Screams like a little girl, runs back out of the mem, yelling fer his father, yelling "It' s outside, it came and it' s outside!"
I leek back and see the thing is digging furiously at the ground, kicking up huge mounds eediot- I hear these sounds of feet running around the house, I think they were looking fer the shotgun- The
thing reaches into the hole and grabs up what I assume was Thomas' s body by the leg in one hand. The thing kind of gallops back into the woods, snapping all these branches and **** , and then
that' s when we all hear it:
A kid crying. The sound of a child sobbing and crying, frem the direction that the thing took off in.
We left as soon as the rain let up, at like 5 am. I dent even think we told anyone at the house. Drove straight back to Hansen, only stopping fer gas. No one said a ward to each other. My family
refuses to speak about what happened; I tried to bring it up once, just to make sure it was real. My dad told mete shut the **** up, so I did. I typed this up about three weeks after it happened, but
just saved it to a notepad file and left it alone. Never mentioned it to any pf my friends er anything, just tried to erase it frem my mind by getting absolutely drunk whenever my thoughts
lingered on it. It mostly worked, up until yesterday.
See, I work at this gas station in Hansen, frem 8 pm to 3 am. I werk the register, keep the place clean, and take out the trash. Yesterday, when I was. bringing the trash bags ever to the back pf the
building fer the dude in the morning to take care of, I heard what I had assumed to be around in the dumpster. I yelled at whoever it was a couple pf times to get the hell out befire
I called the cipe. But as I walked towards the source of the noise, I suddenly heard these same footsteps- That saft . Heme er feet, er whatever the hell they were. I turned right around
and went back into the store and hid behind the reenter- I leek over at the outside security moniter and see some kind of movement frem jest offscreen, samething huge casting a shadow and miving-
Catch a glimpse .. -I don' t kn ow, an elbow er som ething. A pale limb, darting in and out of view.
It had to have been the same thing. I waited fer it to leave, and after a while, it did. I woke up behind the reenter at E am this morning to my manager giving me this ******* leek like I' m a drug addict
er something. Went home, typed the rest of this up.
And that' s about 'it.
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User avatar #2 - werewolfgeneral (03/05/2012) [-]
. . . . . . I live in West Virginia.
#1 - toxicnachos (03/05/2012) [-]
Freaky 						****					 man...
Freaky **** man...
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User avatar #3 - xxfireflyxx (03/06/2012) [-]
Oh fun...
User avatar #5 - zenodc (02/22/2013) [+] (1 reply)
I love reading this! Favorited it a long time ago
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