Written Confessions

Written Confession: Still Looking for Answers About “The White Thing”

The following written confession was shared via Reddit:

So I've read nearly every post on here and have yet to find anything that sounds exactly like what my friends and I used to call the white thing. I grew up in rural Pennsylvania and a big group of us used to hang out at my friends parents house. His dad was a doctor so they had this huge house deep in the woods so we would spend basically every day and night here. 

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Everyone knew about the white thing and honestly just hearing about it scared me so much i hated walking to my car at night there, the woods just seemed odd. I had never personally seen it, but I wasn't allowed to spend as much time there as most of the other kids but I trusted what they told me. 

They always talked about the white thing as they called it, and described it as about 7-8 feet tall, pure white, humanoid body type, and could run extremely fast. Everyone who had seen it encountered it a few times but was never able to get a great look because the minute it was spotted it would run back into the woods. 

The weirdest encounter was when the family's aunt went on vacation once she left her tiny dog to stay at the house while she was gone. It was a really nice dog and she hung around and played with us the week she was there. She never strayed too far from the lawn and was obviously trained. One night she went out to use the restroom and then never came back. They found her collar and everyone assumed the white thing ate her. No one ever really talked about her again. 

The really strange thing was when I was in college I was being interviewed by the archivist for a series of books he wrote about myths and legends of PA. We were talking about this road from that same very small town (about 800 people) that has a lot of typical scary legends around it. After we were done we were just chatting and he said he'd come across a few old reports of a werewolf in that town from the early 1900s I think. He asked me if I had ever heard of that and I told him about the white thing and he seemed a little surprised but that is as far the conversation went. 

I moved away and don't really visit there much or talk to any of those people anymore but I wonder if it still exists or if it ever did or was just a story a bunch of kids talked about until they all believed in it in some way. Also my interview was never included in the book which was pretty disappointing. Sorry if this was lengthy but I was wondering if anyone else had anything similar? Maybe an albino dog man?

Is “The White Thing” really a white Bigfoot? A rake sighting? Something new? Share your theories in the comments!

Written Confession: Ghost Cat Caught on Camera in Arkansas

The following written confession + video was submitted via social media:

“My wife and three kids and I were in vacation last weekend in Eureka Springs Arkansas. We had to go visit the Crescent Hotel and do the ghost tour. Long story short, I caught a pic of what can only be described as a ghost cat. It was a ‘live’ pic on my iPhone. When playing the short clip that the live pics take you can actually see the ‘ghost’ run down some steps and appears to jump onto the arm of a sofa. It’s the craziest thing ever!“

Written Confession: The Scotland Goblins

The following written confession was submitted via email:

“Last summer me and two friends went camping in the Knapdale Forest in Argyle and Bute area of Scotland it’s very mountainous and covered in dense Forests and woodlands/Creeks and Caves.

We would camp for several days in the summer weather permitting but this long weekend break was very warm we found a perfect place to pitch the tents in some tree cover from the sun keeping the temperature down inside the tent.

After a good days fishing and cooking our evening meal my friend Matt went to bed while me and John had a chat and drank a Budlight it didn’t get dark until around 10:20pm in the evening at around 9:00pm me and John heard a strange noise coming from in the woods loud enough to be heard over the small waterfall and creek.

We don’t have any large predators in Scotland anymore sadly only Deer/Birds/Beaver none of which it was made this noise and to our knowledge nobody else was around we trekked 3 miles from the main road to get here! 

We always wear dark clothes in the woods and dark paint or camouflage even while fishing, we followed the noise up over the ridge down a small hill and over a stream like body of water the noise was getting loud but it sounded like two people speaking or disagreeing maybe two lost tourists from somewhere in Europe was my guess until we sneaked over the ridge crawling on our stomach trying not to be seen.

As we looked down on to the creek I can only describe what I seen as two Goblins around 2/3ft tall dark grey/black skin with a similar face to a human just a few big wrinkles like a Pug, both of them had large stones in their hands and pointing into the trees, looked like they were arguing about letting an animal they were hunting get away which could only be small Vermin squirrels I’d guess! 

They then walked away from us into the trees after the argument you could hear them talking and laughing as they disappeared. 

The next day we told Matt he said he heard voices earlier that day close to the camp but never thought anything of it we took a walk back with Matt and found a cave like structure 6ft wide in the ground I can only guess that’s where they came from.

I’ll be returning this summer in June hopefully they will be around the area again.”

Written Confession: UFO in Miniature

The following written confession was submitted via email:

“I just wanted to share a short experience with you.  It occurred around 2017 probably March or so. My husband and I were driving through Frederick Maryland. We had just gotten off RT340 onto I-70 heading east bound. It was daytime,  traffic was the usual, busy. This area has four lanes each direction. On the left is a Costco. As we were approaching this area, we saw a saucer type object, clearly above the road, just above the traffic. I asked my husband, What the hell is that...his casual response was, it looks like a UFO.  I immediately started looking to the side, into the Costco parking lot fully expecting to see someone operating a drone.  There was no one visible.  I asked him if it was a drone and he said no. I would guess the object was approximately 3’ in diameter. Because it was so small, that’s why I thought it was a drone.  There were no propeller type things on it, it was what you would think of as a typical saucer.  It was so clearly visible. Other people  had to see it, it was right there!  The next day I started looking online to see what drones look like. It never matched any of the photos, not even close.  This has lingered in the back of my mind all this time. Any time I pass through that area, I look up.  Have you ever heard of anything like this?  Usually the stories are of how big they are. I have never heard anyone say they were small.“

Was it a drone? Have you heard of small UFO stories before? If you have any information or explanation for this unusual sighting, let us know!

Written Confession: Strange Howls Near Logan Ghost Town in Nevada

The following written confession was submitted via email:

“There's not much to my story, but I still thought I'd pass it along to you.  I spend a LOT of time in the mountains and deserts of the southwest.  I live in Las Vegas, so you can go an hour in any direction and you're in unbelievably remote and beautiful country.  Nevada is the most least populated and most mountainous state in the Lower 48.  When people think of NV, they usually think of Las Vegas and The Strip.  But, just 40 minutes from The Strip are mountains up to 12,000'.  There are areas that I go exploring where I can go weeks at a time without seeing signs of another person...I love it!

I'm very interested in the ancient people that used to live in these areas.  The oldest known rock art (petroglyphs) in North America are 16,500 years-old and found in NV.  Once you know what to look for, you can find signs of these ancients all over the place: petroglyphs, cave drawings, prayer sticks, metates & manos (grinding stones), pictogrpahs (painted drawings), and  lithic scatter (stone chippings from tool making).  I've documented tens-of-thousands of petroglyphs & pictographs, many previously unknown.  

 I was exploring an old mining ghost town north of Area 51 in an area known as Paranaghat Valley (this means Beautiful Valley in the native Southern Paiute language).  It's in the Great Basin Desert, which is very mountainous and forested...lots of high desert pine trees, creeks, etc.  This is literally out in the middle of nowhere.  And, while exploring the ruins & ancient native petroglyphs I froze in my tracks based on a sound a heard.  I heard two long, very loud howls.  I know these deserts and mountains extremely well, including all the wildlife and this is something I've never heard before.  There are thousands of caves in these mountains & I got the "feeling" that it was coming near Mt Irish (this is a peak near where I was).  After the 2nd howl I started to get uncomfortable and had the feeling of being watched...the hairs on the back of my neck were going up.  I hiked back to my truck and decided to go to a different location to explore, several miles away.  

There are lots of big animals in these mountains...mountain lions, wild horses, donkeys, big horn sheep, antelope, etc.  None of them make the sound I heard, nor at the sheer volume it seemed to make.”

Check out some of the photos below that were taken during this excursion to Logan Ghost Town. More photos of Logan Ghost Town and gorgeous images from this listener’s other adventures can be found at www.talesfromthedesert.com!

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Written Confession: Strange Rock Looks an Awful Lot Like a Tiny Skull

The following written confession and accompanying photo images were submitted via social media and email.

A listener of The Confessionals recently reached out via social media and then email for opinions about a strange rock he found in Texas. He first submitted photos of the rock/skull to the Paleontology Department at the University of Colorado, which responded that it “vaguely resembled a skull.” We think that the weathered-looking artifact, though it is no bigger than a man’s thumb, looks a bit more than “vaguely” like a skull. The object appears to have eye sockets, a nasal cavity, and possible mouth with teeth. The closest comparison we can draw at present is to a fetal chimpanzee skull, though there are many other possibilities as to what it could really be. Here are the details of its discovery:

“I found the skull while helping a friend who owns a lawn care business. I was done with the trimming, but he had a lot of grass left to cut, so I spent that time kicking through the rocks that made up the driveway of the residence. At the time that I noticed the skull, I didn't notice it for what it was. I thought it interesting because of the hole that went clean through, plus it was caked with dirt. I put it in my pocket until I got home . . . Joaquin, TX is where the skull was found. The skull is 1 1/2 in. in height and about the same wide at its widest point. The back side is completely blown out. By that I mean, it looks to be broken or crushed off. It's not a recent break though. The edges have the same coloration as the rest. It's not a more vivid or brighter color which indicates weathering the same as the rest of it. Suture lines are apparent as are cheek bones, brow ridges, symmetrical eye sockets and nasal cavity, lower jaw bone and obvious teeth. If this is just a rock, I want to know what the odds are that it came out like this by pure accident.”

Along with this rock/skull, other fossilized objects including feathers were also found, causing our listener to wonder if the quarry that supplied the driveway gravel holds other strange items or clues to the mystery. What do you make of this odd find?

Written Confession: A Navajo Woman Shares Stories of the Skinwalkers

The following written confession was submitted via email, also following the release of Episode 95: The Roof Walker.

“This happened a long time ago.  I am not fluent in English, but I do my best.

 I'm Navajo women from the Four Corners area, and I grew up as a traditional Navajo.  This means my family conducted Navajo traditional ceremonies and we had lot of  ceremonies, and it was always healing ceremony and lot of prayers.  My grandpa, my dad's father was a medicine man.

 I live west of Shiprock, NM and the mountains are 15 miles on west and south of our home.    We had no trees around our house and I would describe it desert, and only big structure 3 miles east of our home is a big Shiprock Rock.  

My parents enrolled me, my young sister and my older brother in boarding schools at Nenahnezad, NM.  We went home on weekdays, but sometimes we stayed in the dormitory.  At home we had no running water and electricity and we lived in a small 2 room house.  There were two bump beds and one big bed, and kitchen table, cabinets and wood stove in the middle of the house.  The front door is facing east and divided room in the middle of the house.  There was three windows on east, south and west side.  The middle door is blocked because my cousins and her boyfriend lived on the north side.  We lived on the south side.  

My father and brothers started building new house it was about 100 yard south of the old house.  When skinwalker came we lived in the old house. Eight of us lived in that house including my parents.  Sometimes, I stayed with my grandmother.   I don't exactly remember my age, and looking at one of my younger sister age, she was about 4 years old, so this was 1978 and I was 13 years old.

This was on a weekend, we went to bed and light were out.  I was on bottom bump bed and my 11 year old sister was on top bump.  I can hear everyone dozing off.  I could not sleep, and I got up, and my sister help me get the splinter out of my right hand.  She hold the flash light for me.  

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I hear the dogs barking.  They were chasing something and we listened,  they chased it behind the house and it jumped to the edge of the roof on south side of the house.  My bed is southwest of the room and the creature was climbing on top.  We turned off the flash light and my sister went under cover.  I slowly got up and I went across the room to wake up my parents.  I turned on the flash light, shined it in their face so they can wake up.  that did not help, and they said, it's a cat.  I'm I went back to my bed and went under the cover and listen.  By this time I heard it climbing and it was scratching the window as it climbed to the roof.  When it climbed, I can hear it breathing, and scratching the walls and windows, and when when it got on top, It sound like a person walking from south to north, round and round.  The dogs were barking and running around the house as it walked back and forth, and at one time it stopped.  He was not moving and suddenly, he   hit one of the dogs with a long 2" diameter pole.  My sister threw that pole on the roof a day before.  When the dog was hit, he was hurt.  I can hear that pole when it was thrown at the dog.  I laid in bed listening to the foot steps.  The foot steps is not a dog or a cat, it was a human, heavy person walking with two legs.  I fell asleep as I listened to the heavy steps.

The next morning, and I check the area.  There were weird foot prints, we tried to tell my parents but they just brushed it off.  No one paid attention to us.  The prints were not too clear because the ground was too hard. Since no one listens we didn't bother.  

Within four days my cousin passed away, she was 25 years old.  She is the one that lived on the north side of the house.   Before she pass on, on Sunday afternoon, she mentioned a bad headache, that was the last time I heard her talking about the pain.  In the afternoon, we went back to boarding school and by Wednesday Or Thursday my uncle came with the bad news.  She passed away after two or three day.  That was the hardest and saddest thing to take as a kid.  After she passed on, my family brought in a medicine man and he conducted a ceremony.    And he said, TWO OF YOU KNOW ABOUT IT.  Everyone looked at me and my sister.  We never repeated our story to the medicine man.  He said, "it's a man in a bear skin, and I saw he was on the roof of the house.  When it walk on the roof he was using a white powder and blew it over her.  He walked round and round and round and he blew some kind of power on everyone to put you all to a deep sleep.  He had a helper, it was a hummingbird, he did the lookout thru a peep hole.  He blew this white power on her and that is how she passed away.   Then he explained, I see lights, The light traveling toward our house.  It was like a bright flash light, not a spot light.  The medicine man says, tat is it, it is that light.  He conducted the prayers and chanted songs.  He prayed using sacred words, words I never heard.  He takes out the fire ashes and arrow heads to ward off the evil skinwalker.  After singing and praying for several hours, the light disappeared.

 At the time I did not fully understand what he meant, white powder.  Later my grandma tells me, that white powder is crushed human bone, and they get this from the graveyard.  She did not tell me much .

I asked my grandma too many questions, but sometimes, she told me, don't ask, you are not old enough to know.  My grandma always told us to close the curtains, and she said, skinwalker might be watching us close all the curtains.   Or she said, close all the curtains we don't want to see ghost. 

Another time, we had a ceremony in a hogan (one room and round house).  It was after midnight and my father was singing, and I heard the dogs barking close behind him.  I could not hear the songs, instead I heard the dogs.  My brother goes out and checked, they did not see anything. The next morning, I walked to the spot behind the hogan and  I saw a big spot on the ground, someone sat behind him and walked toward south west  The same foot prints, the one I seen before, and these prints had clear markings.  It was a human hand prints in the middle and bear claw around it.    My grandma yells at me not to follow the prints and leave it and my dad reassured me not to worry.  He said, we prayed all night and we will not let it get to us.   I am young and I wanted to know why, it keep coming only at night.  I yelled so loud to it, "why don't you come in day time and tell us what you want.  Don't hide behind that skin!

After a year the new house was finish and we moved in.  My youngest sister was about four or five years old.  Every evening I had to warm up the house.  Before we start the fire, I always take out the ashes and we took it out to a big 100 gallons barrel.  The barrel was set about 60 yard southeast of the new house.   

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One evening when the sun was setting I had to do my chores. My youngest sister was helping me.  We put the ashes in the bucket and we walked out to the big barrel. It was getting dark and I could not see too far.  When we got closer to the barrel, I saw a big bear out in front of us.  We threw the bucket on the ground and we ran back to the house.  My sister is crying and screaming, Bear! Bear!  We got inside and shut the door.  Everyone is inside, cleaning the kitchen and not one person paid attention.  My sister was crying and ran to my mother.   She had night mares, she jumped and cries, Bear Bear Bear!  I noticed the dogs barking and always chasing someone outside.  She does not remember, and she never talks bout it.    Maybe a ceremony was done for her.

Then years went by, I did not live in that house and I moved to Arizona.  My parents lived in this new house, but there was no electricity and running water.  They used the white gas light at night.  The house is expanded to two story, and three bedrooms on the top floor and one bathroom.  The kitcheN, dining room and living rooms, and one restroom are at the bottom floor.   Two entrances from the east and bottom floor has 2 large windows on west side.  

My youngest sister is born in 1987 and she was about 6 years old when she saw a skinwalker.  This was 1993, her and    My youngest my young cousin are the same age.  They hang out together everyday.  

One evening they took a bath in the bottom floor bathroom, and using a white gas lantern.  They walked out of the restroom with the towels and holding the light, turned southwest of the room and they saw a goat looking at them.  This thing was standing behind the west window and looking straight at them.  They stopped and stood looking face to face with the This creature.  The face was an old man and it was wearing a goat skin, like a hoodie over his head and it had two horns.  They screamed and threw the white gas lantern on the floor no they ran to the kitchen.  My mothers runs out to see.  My sister and cousin were frightened and explained what they saw.  

They did not close the window curtains like my grandmother said.  The curtain is closed after they saw the strange skinwalker.  

I asked my sister about what she saw, she said, it was a man in a goat skin.  He was covered with the goat skin over his head, and two horns above his head.  He face was covered with some light and dark color.  He had big eyes and it did not blink, it had a strange look in his eyes, he had human eyes.  

When I was a kid my elderly cousin told me, I know how to witch people.  He was a scariest person to be around.  My brother saw him put some kind of powder on my mother.  He was standing behind her and blew it on her.  Within one hour, she started having pain on her back.  We had to take her to IHS clinic and then to a medicine man.   

Another day, My parents sent my older brother and I to drive to town to get food.  Town is 35 miles away and on way home, we saw that old man on the road.  We picked him up and I smelled alcohol on him.  He was too drunk.  He sat on passenger side and he starts talking about how he witch people.  He was trying to show us how he used his witch craft.  My brother turned up the radio and I looked away from him.  My brother tells him, we don't want to know . He passed always when I was in high school.  

Today,  when someone says skin walker, my response to that,  "Who would still practice it".  I think it died down because skin walkers was practice by the elder Navajos and they could speak in Navajo and they know how to sing in Navajo and chant.  Today over 50% Navajos did not speak Navajo, they don't know how to sing or chant in Navajo.”

Written Confession: Another Roof Walker Encounter?

The following written confession was submitted via email following the release of Episode 95: The Roof Walker.

“I was listening to episode 95 roof walker with kasey. She didn’t mention what city/town in Texas she was from. I had an situation where “something” ran across my roof. Never found out what it was but I am also from a town in Texas near the Mexican border where Santa clause wears shorts and has an accent . . .

Initially my heart dropped bc her story sounded familiar to mine. I lived in El Paso Texas with my older sister when I was around 17-18 years old. She worked 12 hour nights so I was home alone often. We lived in a 1 story ranch, behind it was a large drainage ditch and to the left was an alley. One night my boyfriend and I heard what sounded like a person take a couple of running steps and then jump off the roof. It shook my kitchen light. I was so freaked out! I thought it could be a weirdo off the alley or ditch. My boyfriend wanted to go outside and check but instead I called the cops and they didn’t find anything. Weirdly, my boyfriend thought it was a dog or cat, there’s no way foot steps that heavy were a random animal. They sounded adult weight or heavier. I believe it was after that incident that I heard someone turning the handle to my back door, I looked out but didn’t see anything. It’s possible it could have been some trouble makers messing around but it sure did scare me . . .”

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Written Confession: UFO Lights in Arizona

The following written + video confession was submitted via email:

“the video was taken November 4 2012 in mesa, Arizona about a 15 min drive from Phoenix, AZ from beginning to end the lights probably lasted about 40 minutes the video is a lot shorter than that however the lights had started before I started recording and continue after I stopped recording I then hopped into my car and follow them a little and managed to get closer and reached an open field where I saw two of these objects together and suddenly one of them took a hard right turn and sped off at a really fast speed which led me to believe that these were not lanterns or anything like that because of the way that one turned and sped off and because of the way the other ones were acting it is my opinion that these were Somehow intelligently controlled my best guess is still drones however even if that is the case it's still a pretty crazy event and would have to be some kind of military exercise or something perhaps not even from our country that being said I do not rule out extraterrestrial activity these things were definitely unidentified flying objects”

Written Confession: The Mysterious Man in the Desert

The following written confession was submitted via email:

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“… In Qatar I was finishing up my deployment. It had only been 6 months and 1 month to go, but it had been a long six months. I had some down time so I went to the showers. No sooner than turning the faucet knob, I heard my Staff Sergeant asking another Airmen if I had been in the shower. So I quickly soaped my body and just as I was finishing rinsing Sergeant slid the curtain and began briefing me for a post that I was personally requested to man. It was very odd, I know I'm a free body right now, but I'm not that well known and this was a very high security area. So I gathered my gear and headed to the armory for my weapon and transport to arrive.

Expecting an armored Humvee, as we always traveled in, I was surprised to see a taxi from the city of Dubai pull up. Not thinking that this was my transport, I just stood there. Focused on this vehicle, it had obviously been allowed on base, but very weird to see a taxi in this area of the base. A Saudi Arabian man was the driver. He was a civilian, but seemed to carry himself as if he worked for someone, maybe powerful. Probably worked for us. Anyway, The man stepped out and asked for me personally … I asked him if I could ask him his name, but he just kept walking passed me, and walked into the armory where he made contact with someone. He then walked out and my Sergeant leaned out of the door and said go with him, man the post and closed the door. I hesitantly followed the man to the car where he asked me to sit in the back and unload my weapon. I did get into the back seat opposite of him so I could see him, and I removed the magazine from my weapon, leaving a round in the chamber.

We then crept of the base, out of the heavily manned gates and into the darkness of the desert. The desert here is more like what we see, maybe out west here. We traveled in darkness with very dim headlights for I remember like 35 minutes or so. I didn't make conversation or press him for questions. I focused on my surroundings and his body behavior. We began approaching a light, at this time I am already tired. I had been awake for 14 hours and the post I was to relieve would be a 12hr plus shift, so I remember thinking when I saw the small light, man I'm going to fall asleep and go to jail. As I watched the light and as we got closer a very surreal feeling began to wash over me. I'm not sure if it was just the strangeness of the whole taxi driver or if it was just that I was tired but I felt like we were approaching a dream. Like we were leaving reality and going into an isolated realm.

As we reached the destination, we both exited the vehicle. I immediately placed the magazine back into my weapon, and waited for the driver to walk on ahead of me. I double checked I had everything and followed the driver to the post. I noticed that the post was a very small, mobile shack. It had a window, a sign in sheet with very few names and a pen. The man I was relieving was and Army staff sergeant. He looked at my rank and asked me my security clearance. He then contacted his control via radio and looked at me and nodded. Then he followed the driver back to the taxi. I observed the shack, and stepped out to the Area of Responsibility to begin my shift.

I looked back at what I was securing. The whole area is surrounded by c-wire, kind of piled and arranged as a border around the area, then a buffer zone and then another border of c-wire in which stood about 4' high but was spread out about 5'. There is a very large, sand colored tent in which is being used as a SCIF, or a sensitive compartmented information facility, in the middle of all of this backed up against a hill that is about the same height as the tent . It stands about 10' tall in the center, but looked to be 30' wide by approximately 50' long. The tent, was more like a building. There was no noise coming from it and I heard that they are camouflaged to radar and aerial photography. I noticed what looked like large transformers and IT equipment, also camouflaged. I saw large dollies used to move these units around, and I noticed that all of the cables converged into these sealed tight holes going into the tent. It was poor lighting and I didn't want to seem too nosy so I focused on the area surrounding the post and stood, stationary at a position that gave me maximum view of all avenues of approach. Maybe I did glance at the vastness of the stars periodically. Besides the night felt very surreal. I wouldn't say bad energy. But very quiet, very weird. I felt like I was on the set of a movie and everything around me was actually props, and even the sand wasn't real. I began imagining that I was somewhere else. I imagined that I was actually looking at the sky from my childhood home.

Suddenly two men in army uniform walk out of the SCIF, the sign in sheet seems to have no sign out area so I try to engage these men. I notice they have brass so I salute and ask for their names. They are talking and they both salute, but ignore my question and just keep walking. I see no vehicles except for a white Ford Escape that they do not approach but keep walking into the dark. Now, I'm not completely sure how far from Dubai, or another SCIF or base we are, but I am stumped as to why they were walking this distance. Anyway, I go back to work and all is well. After about 8 or 9 hrs of nothing, no sign ins or anything I am standing next to the door of the shack staring at the beautiful, awe inspiring sunset. It was so beautiful that it made me think of god and thank god for this beautiful sunset.

As I am doing this, I am feeling the most beautiful, feeling I have ever felt, a man gently lays his hand on my shoulder. This did startle me a bit, but my body did not jump. I looked back at him then turned around to see an older man. A white man, with white parted hair. He looked to be in his early 70's. He had the most welcoming smile on his face and he just opened up his arms. I felt a feeling that I will never be able to fully describe. I felt like I just walked up to my actual older brother, Micheal in the middle of the dessert, 3000 miles from home. But yet, I did not know this man, not at all actually. Never had saw him sign in. I never even noticed him coming out of the SCIF. I did hug him back. Actually I embraced him and felt a love from him I had not ever felt from even my own parents. He placed his hand back on my shoulder and looked straight into my eyes. And with a very humble tear in his eyes he began to explain.

He did speak English, however he was in civilian clothing, I guess what you would expect a 70 year old man to wear, like dress pants and shoes, with a dress shirt and jacket. I believe it was like a navy blue jacket, maroon shirt and navy blue pants and black shoes. He had an accent, however it was super weird. I had never ever heard an accent like his. It was almost gibberish but also very clear. I know. He explained to me that he was so excited to have this chance to see me. He said that we are great friends. We have lived many lives together. He said you are my brother, my best friend, my father, my husband. He stated, that we have lived many many experiences together. As he's explaining this to me he has his hand on my shoulder the whole time. I begin to feel an extremely weird almost Deja Vu feeling. And I feel such a connection that his presence feels eerily familiar. I remember feeling almost dreamlike and so overwhelmed with emotion that I was crying. Not hysterical, but just listening yet in a like hypnotic trance.

He just kept going on about our life's together until we were interrupted by two army officers walking up to the gate, I hadn't noticed but they had just pulled up in a white ford eacape, I never even heard them. They were fast approaching when the man looked at them looked at me and said, so patiently. " what a pleasure to have gotten this chance to see you, he gave me a half hug, looked me in the eyes, then looked into my shack and said give your' family a call. In my mind I said I wish, and I began to ask him his name when he turned around and just so persistently began walking back to the tent. He was going in the door when the officers said hey Airmen we don't salute here or what. I snapped to, apologized and signed them in.

When I went back to the shack however, I found a phone sitting on the desk. An old school, corded landline phone that had dial tone. I understand that I had to use a certain number to dial the states and thought I was out of luck when I found the number on the face of the phone. So I called my mom, then my brother, and many more people until my shift was over.

To this day that shift feels like a dream. Mixed with all of the other experiences I had in the service, that night sticks out the most, but is the most blurry. I have told myself the facts so many times since that day that I know that these are the facts. But the memory is getting fuzzier and fuzzier every time I think of it. This day changed my whole life. My whole outlook on reality. It made me realize that I am not my body. I am my mind, and possibly even bigger than that. Whatever this is, it's here for us, so no matter how your life turns out, you will always have more time …”

Have you ever experienced the mysterious man in the desert, or someone like him? If so, share with us in the comment section!

Written Confession: A Life of Paranormal Incidences

The following Confession was shared via email:

Thought I'd let you know that I have had many "paranormal" things happen through out my life. It is a family trait and to me it is just normal life. Something needs to be truly remarkable to make it memorable.

My mother has had many psychic incidences during her life. One just happened to save my life when I was a toddler. 

We lived on an isolated farm that belonged to my father's parents, who also lived there but in another house. My father worked away. 

One day I began to choke. My mother couldn't fix it and didn't know what to do. It must of been quite bad because she grabbed me and rushed out to find my grandmother. When she was outside the garden gate she heard a voice in her head say words to the effect of "turn the child upside down". Which she did and whatever was stuck in my throat dislodged and I recovered. 

One time my when my eldest daughter was about 11 she woke up with a slight fever and felt unwell so I kept her home from school. An hour or so later I get a phone call from the school. They were concerned for my child, wanting to know if I'd taken her home. She had been seen at school that morning but vanished and they were very concerned. I told them she had not been to school and was home sick but they insisted she had been there. That evening there was an event on at the school that my daughter's class was involved in and because she had recovered we went to it. As we arrived one of her friends rushed up to her asking why she had vanished from school that morning. This other kid was adamant that my daughter had been there. This confirmed it to me that the school phone call had been valid.  I know of a phenomenon called "bi-location" and put the incident down to a case of this. I told my daughter that's what it was, no big deal. 

I have many stories, many more are forgotten. I've seen odd lights in the sky, had many out of body / astral events and encounters. Had a dark entity come into a house I was living in. (I'd never believed in them before or been scared like that).

I've had so many dreams that later came true. When I was young I was able to see what people where thinking, I could see thoughts forming. One very famous person - example happened when I was 15 and it bothered me so much it put me off ever wanting that to happen again. It was a member of the British royal family who'd just had a baby. 

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Written Confession: My Husband Sees Demons

The following Confession was shared by Sherilyn N. via email:

I have a special husband who has the gift of seeing angels and demons. Unfortunately he mostly gets demons. It's taken me forever to type it out for him and I wanted to share it with you.

I'm going to write it from his point of view because it's much easier to explain. His name is Adriel.

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I was about 9 or 10 years old when I saw my first demon. It was nighttime and I wanted to sleep in my brother's room because I don't like to sleep in my room for some reason. My brother's and I would do that a lot for some reason; sleep in each others' rooms. My brother has a twin sized bed so we both were definitely not going to both fit which means I was sleeping on the floor next to the closet. Yep. Across the room there is a window; side note: we live in a two-story house with our rooms upstairs and parents' room is downstairs. In the middle of the night I "wake up" where it's not my body that's awake but more like an awareness that I'm "awake" and can see the entire room. It felt like it was my physical body but not really. I was sleeping on my side and lifted my head to look at my brother sleeping and wanted to see the rest of the room in this "state" of being when behind me I saw him. I knew it was a man because he had a more masculine face. He was crouched over looking at me from about a foot or so away so he wasn't crouching over me. He had his hands on his knees and had long sharp nails like the kind girls are doing today. It was dark so it was hard to see a lot of details but he had pants that looked like he pushed up or rolled up to his calves like capris, no shoes and I saw his toes had long nails like if they weren't being maintained for a while. He had a shirt that was kind of like a muscle shirt without sleeves and a little singed looking throughout, the pants also were in the same kind of condition. His skin was dark greenish like rotting flesh green and had something that looked like cracks. When I looked at his face he was looking straight at me and smiling like he was thinking "hi, I can see you" with his head tilted to the side. His face also had the same cracks as the rest of his body and his eyes were normal looking with the whites but the entire iris and pupil was just black. His teeth were sharp and he had spiky styled hair. I just stared at him with my mouth open and he just stared back unmoving for what felt like minutes but was probably 20 seconds. I had a feeling and slowly turned away from the demon towards the window where I saw a being jump through and land on his feet in front of the window. He was bright and I couldn't see his face like I wasn't allowed to see it. He wore a robe and was tall enough to almost graze the ceiling. He had sandals on (of course) and his skin was sort of translucent but I could tell it was skin. He stood there for only a moment and ran forward around the bed to where I was laying. He stood across from the demon who hadn't realized he was there yet. The demon acted like he knew the angel was there but he didn't really care much until he turned from me to actually look at the angel. The demon literally did a double take like if he knew who was there or which specific angel it was. The look on his face was surprise and terror at the realization. I don't know who it was. They had a brief stare down then the angel darted towards the demon. The angel placed one hand on the demon's forehead and the other hand on his chest and pushed him through the wall behind him. The both of them disappeared into the wall and I remember seeing the complete fear on the demon's face as he kind of tried to fight back but failed and they were gone.

THE NEXT DAY. I kid you not, in the morning I was sitting down in the kitchen eating cereal waiting for my dad to finish showering so he could take me to school. I was shoveling spoonfuls of cereal in my mouth when I looked up and there SHE was. I'll try to explain how the house looks like. There is a little hall leading to the kitchen which is really just the pantry on one side so it's not a huge hallway. If you're sitting where I was you can see straight down the "hall" to the front door and to the left there is the living room. The living room isn't visible from there because the pantry and kitchen wall are there. So the female demon was coming from the living room which is "behind" the wall of the pantry tip-toed like she didn't want to make any noise and walked right through the wall. I literally had a mouthful of cereal with my hand halfway going up when I looked up to see her doing to creeping. I stared at her with my mouth open and she was looking at me with a smile on her face like the one from last night while creeping. I blinked a couple times, swallowed my cereal and looked back down to just keep eating since it was gone. I had another spoonful in my mouth when I looked up and saw her sitting in the chair across from me. She had her elbows on the table and her chin propped up on her hands with the sharp-tooth smile still there. She was also sitting really weird in the seat like she was kneeling on it like some kids do, but I could see that her legs/feet were folded up on the back of the seat. I literally just stared at her and she stared back smiling before she disappeared. I put my spoon down and just yelled "Papiiiiiiii" for my dad. From what I remember was wearing rolled up pants like the other one and no top which is how I knew it was a girl. But it was weird because she didn't look like she was naked on top. I could tell she had bumps like breasts but no nipples to really seem like she was nude. Her skin was green-grey looking with the same burned cracks that the one last night had. She had no hair at all. Basically she looked exactly like the male demon (like twins or a couple) but was distinctly female with lighter skin.

Next one is quick and was at the same age, probably in the same year. I was outside by myself riding on my bike in the neighborhood, it was kind of close to sunset. I had accidentally run into a parked car and my bike was stuck so I was trying to pull it out. I looked up and saw a figure wearing a red cloak with the hood up. He had the cloak completely closed so I saw nothing of the body and nothing of the face. I stared at him for a couple of seconds when he just sunk down into the ground.

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He has less detailed stories of more shadowy type stuff that are really short or sounds. He still sees them because a week ago he told me something was going "pst" at him from the kitchen and he could tell there was something out of the corner of his eye but when he turned to look he didn't see anything. If he turned away he could still see it from the corner of his eye. I won't be going in the kitchen by myself anymore. He has also told me about having various episodes of sleep paralysis which I think I have seen for myself. Sometimes I heard him breathing hard and making sounds like he's trying to speak and I wake him immediately to get him out of it.

That's it for now. Hope you enjoyed!

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Written Confession: Adele's Encounter with Nebster the Sasquatch

The following Confession was shared by Adele H. via email:

"It was a cool sunny Spring/Summer morning, I know it was that time of year because if it was full blown summer i wouldn't have been sitting outside due to the heat.

I was talking on the phone W/my friend Gail, she was talking so I wasn't making a sound. There was a slab of concrete down in front of me, where we'd put scraps of food, popcorn, bread, produce, all kinds of left overs for the Wildlife to eat.

We had a lot of different Wildlife that came to R slab to eat, we had ~ Wild Turkeys, Muskrats, Turtles, Ducks, Squirrls, Geese, Raccoons, Opossums, Ground Hogs, all different kinds of wild birds. & now We know we had Sasquatches as well.

Anyway as I was sitting there talking to my friend, I was watching all the critter's that had come to eat,. out of the cornor of my eye of my eye I saw this flash of beautiful Blonde hair bounding to the slab, @ first I thought it was an Afghan dog, because it's hair was smooth as silk & 6/7 inches long, it looked like someone had just brushed it's hair there was a gentle breeze blowing, so it's hair blew gracefully in the breeze.

Once it got down to the feeding station, it was on all 4's I could hear this grunting sound like a pig eatting, By now I was talking to Gail & I said Ur not going to believe what I'm seeing, I wasn't sure what it was but I started explaining this creature to her. He had black or very dark brown face, hands & feet, they looked like wrinkled leather. his nose was turned up a little but yet it was kind of smashed into his face like a monkey. his eyes were black. I say He because I didn't see any female parts, nor did I see any male parts either, so I just figured it was a male. 

As I looked @ it I felt like I was seeing a Disney Character, I felt utopia, mesmerized, almost like I was floating, I felt kind of sick inside because I couldn't wrap my mind around what I was seeing. {By now I had told Gail that I'd call her back later} I was still in my chair trying to comprehend all that was happening, the next thing I knew this thing stood up on its back legs, it was 3/4 ft tall, @ the time I was 5 ft. so it was almost as tall as I was, or maybe he was, it was hard to judge everything as things were now moving fast & out of sorts, he walked up this small hill we had in R back yard on 2 feet like a Human..

By now I was shaking but I wanted to get a better look @ this thing, so I stood up but stayed by my chair. I felt kind of dizzy & wobbly rellay out of sorts.

When I stood up this creature dropped down on all 4's & took off like a road runner, he moved faster then any animal I'd ever seen move before. {It never occured to me that where a young 1 is there it's Mother or a watcher is also, until my Friend Dave Groves was talking to me about it years later & he said its a good thing U didn't make a move towards him. You see I didn't even think about it being a Sasquatch until we had moved away.} 7 1/2 years later & I started putting it all together.

I ran towards the house out of fear & I wanted to get my Camera in case this thing came back. I went out there long enough to take Photo's of the yard, & then I ran as fast as I could to get back into the house. I locked the doors  scared that this thing what ever it was would come after me it could have come from a UFO for all I knew.. I sat & shook & cried until Tim {My Husband} came home about 45mins/1 hr later. I was still shook up when he came in & asked me what had happened.

Seeing this creature changed my life totally, I used to go out & work in the yard from the rising of the sun until it was dark out & Tim would have to come & ask me if I wasn't going to come in. After this encounter happened I wouldn't go out in the yard unless Tim came out W/me. He found this to be very odd behavior from what I was like before. He said don't be silly, I said I'm not being silly, U'd be afraid if U saw this thing just like I did and am, he'd just shake his head, he believe that I saw something, but he didn't understand the impact that it made on my life.

I tried to explain what it was I saw & he said it was just a Ground Hog,  I said does a Ground Hog walk erect on it hind feet & stand almost as tall as I am, he said Nope. I said I rest my case. I named this thing the Nebster, where I came up W/the name I'll never know but I had to name it something so Tim would know what I was talking about. 

I tried to go back where I saw him run to, it was in a grove of tall trees & low bushes, but there was to much Poison Ivy back there so I stopped going back any further.

We didn't live in that trailer much longer after that because it had Black Mold in it, the owner before us vented the dryer under the house instead of outside.....

....I wrote a report before this 1 but as I've read it, I see where I had left a few things out & had some mispelled words, so I've re-written my report. I also have Multiple Sclerosis & sometime I don't remember to add some vital parts.

We've since moved out to Zeeland Mi. we've had encounters here as well & now I know what it is that is leaving foot prints in the snow. 

Although the sun had melted the tracks somewhat, U can still see the 5 toes.

We also found a strange foot print under R carport  about 1 year ago {2017} & had an expert look @ the print & he say's it's a Dogman's print, much to my dismay. I'd rather face  SASQUATCH then a DOGMAN any day of the week."

 About the photos below:

"Here R the photo's of the yard where it took place, in a few of the Pix's U can see the arm of the chair where I was sitting, {The Nebster} what I named the Juvenile Sasquatch so my husband Tim would know who or what I was talking about, was down by the bird bath, if U look @ where my chair is sitting & look @ the bird bath, U'll see how close I was to him. I also put in the Google earth shots so U could see the whole area. The interstate runs East & West.

My Trailer which is no longer there, but a new 1 was put in it's place.  

The drive way sits to the West There R carports on both sides of R old driveway.

Where I was sitting in my chair, my chair was facing East. behind the wiskey barrels is the pond that turns into a Creek, theres a photo of an appartment parking lot, that is where the creek starts, & it ran down into the pond the pond then runs South or to the right of my chair."

Written Confession: Miranda C.'s Experience with Evil

The following Confession was shared by Miranda C. via The Confessionals' Facebook page:

"A couple of years ago my husband went to something called an encounter. It's a big movement in the Christian community. We were warned before he went that things might change between us and that satan would try to cause problems when he returned. We laughed it off and away he went.

A little background before I go on though. We both grew up in Christian homes but his family was way more active in the church than mine. My family quit going when I was in middle school but I had always considered myself a Christian.

Matt(husband) and I never really discussed religion. We would go to church with his family on occasion and did all of the holidays but we weren't members of any church. At one point I decided that we should get involved in one but that didn't last long and so when he got invited to encounter it was kind of out of the blue but he was willing to give it a try. I was excited for him and when he started to doubt going I would encourage him. 

The time came and he went. The day he got back I was really excited to see him but it's almost like the second he returned something changed within me. He was a completely different person when he got back: on fire for Jesus. He seemed to be high on life and ready to live for the lord.

I, on the other hand, went dark. I started to question my beliefs. I became angry and depressed. I thought about killing myself.(Not normal for me.) Matt and I fought all of the time about christianity and the kids. I hated myself and hated my husband for going to encounter. Divorce came up a lot. It was almost like something was trying to torture me. It was horrible!! This went on for months.

I finally decided that I needed to go to encounter to try to get out of the darkness I was in. It felt like there was something inside of me trying to keep me from going and it was a struggle to actually make myself go. But I did. And the second I got there, it felt like a huge weight was lifted. Like I physically felt better. When I returned home, Matt and I were excited to finally be on the same page after so many dark months(or so we thought) and were laying in bed talking when I decided to get up to get ready for bed. The second I stood up I instantly felt sick all over so I laid back down and felt this dark vibration above my body. It floated there for a second and then took off. My husband didn't know what was wrong. We grabbed a bible and prayed together and slept with a light on because whatever it was, it was evil. 

It was a terrifying experience and looking back, I know something evil was trying hard to get me to end my life. I have left out a lot of details because I already have a novel going but this was just one of my paranormal experiences!"

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Written Confession: Cody V.'s Lifelong Follower

The following Confession was shared by Cody V. via The Confessionals' Facebook page:

"Since a toddler, I have had something following me, making noises, moving stuff, and talking to me randomly. My family can attest to this, and my employees have unfortunately experienced things during overnight jobs. I'm used to it, but occasionally it can get me to jump."

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Written Confession: Ninie T.'s Creepy Boombox

The following Confession was shared by Ninie T. via The Confessionals' Facebook page:

"1988. I had a boyfriend of a couple of years and we lived a block away from the house his family lived in. He was always teasing me and I was so naive back then lol. Except for when he told me his house was haunted. His whole family attested to it even the grandma and grandpa. I would just not really believe them.

We were living together at the time and he had gone somewhere without me. I had stayed home to get some things done. I needed something I don’t remember what but I decided to walk to his family’s house a block away knowing someone Had to be home. I knocked and walked in and called out and no one was home. I thought maybe someone might be sleeping upstairs so I quietly trudged on up and knocked on both bedroom doors. No one was home apparently and I just felt so like... I don’t need to be here and so I left quickly. I got outside in the sunshine and fresh air and I swear I felt better but I kept looking behind me. Home was just a block away and weather was nice birds were singing and so I walked into my house and turned on this little boom box I had and proceeded into the kitchen to clean some more. All of a sudden the music shot up to its loudest volume. Scared me. Was unexpected and sounded terrible so I ran back into the room to turn it down reallly fast and I started walking away again. And it did it AGAIN. I stopped heart stopped my whole body just stopped and I ran fast as I could to yank the plug from the wall and hit the door. Screw the cleaning. I was done until boyfriend got home. And then I told him what happened and he proceeded to say yuuup. Was the ghost. He was a stupid redneck boy. Hmmp. 🤗"

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Written Confession: Darren H. and the Haunted Location That Followed Him Home

The following Confession was shared by Darren H. via The Confessionals' Facebook page:

"My wife and i went to one of Australia's most haunted locations. An old homested called monte cristo .This place is rather haunted and has a notorious history which is rather famous now a days and is used as a tourist attraction. Any way we spent a few hours touring the place and my wife came to the opinion that ghosts dont exist and set about saying this aloud around the place .

Fast forward a week and we had come to notice some strange noises and eerie feelings around our place. We then decided to consult a friends mother who is a psychic about what was going on. She was of the belief we had bought home with us the spirt of a young bloke who wanted to prove he existed. We were instructed to light some white candles and tell the spirit we believed in him so he would leave. A day later or so the activity increased which made my wife imcreasingly frightened so i made the smart descision to challenge the spirit . I said out loud to it to pick on me and leave my wife alone. The rest of the day was un eventful till around two in the morning when i awoke to the bed sheet shaking up and down on us and immediatly thought what the hell is the cat doing...i then remembered the cat was outside. This was the last we heard from that spirit.. he ceratainly proved he existed to my wife and i......not that i needed convincing."

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Written Confession: Mike N.'s Paranormal Night

The following Confession was shared by Mike N. via The Confessionals' Facebook page:

"I had been on my guard since the last visit. It was the first time I felt threatened/scared. At this time I was not very well versed with the finer points of hauntings or how to deal with them. It was a week night so it was off to bed early because I am a natural early riser. I was awakened around midnight by a horrible nightmare that left me and the sheets soaking wet. The details of that dream have faded over the years but still remember the darkness of it.

I got up to get a drink of water and to let the sheets dry out a bit. I climbed back into bed shifting more to one side to stay off the damp sheets. As I laid there trying not to think of the nightmare I caught an "off" sound that came from the end of the bed. My ears perked up as I strained to hear the sound again. I decided to grab a pillow and propped my head up on the sleigh bed's footboard. Just moments later I did hear the sound again. It came from the wall that was just feet from my head. I shot straight up and turned to face the sound. The sound was nothing I had ever heard or have ever heard since that night. I can only compare it the sound of a can of spray paint being discharged but much, much lower in tone.

As I stared at the wall and sound I tried to pin point what part of the wall it was coming from. However the sound would be toward the lower part and then sound off up toward the top. They came 5-10 seconds apart. Then 4-5 seconds apart. Shooting from the top left to the bottom right. All of a sudden it was a constant repetitive mean disturbing LOUD over and over again. I had back up from the foot of the bed mid way through staring with WIDE eyes trying to figure out what the h#*ll was going on.

I soon realized that I did want to be where I was at. I jumped from the bed and headed for the front of the house. As I entered the utility room the sound got stronger and louder. It was coming from the bathroom that was opposite from my room. I flipped the light on in the utility room as I eased up to the bathroom. The sound was deafening. I stretched my arm into the bathroom to turn on the light. The sound was coming from the bathtub and wouldn't you know it the shower curtain was closed. I was pretty much freaking out at this point and wasn't about to enter the bathroom and open that curtain with my hand.

I looked around the utility room and saw the broom. I quickly grabbed that and slowly creped into the bathroom. I had the broom stretched out cause I wanted to be as far away from that tub as possible. I hooked the end of the shower curtain and jerked it open. And there, right there in front of me was nothing. Nothing but this evil, evil sound going around in circles over and over pausing from second to second to stop in front of me to give me a "well howdy do" to let me know it knew I was there.

I was shaking in my undies. Tears were streaming down my face and was unable to comprehend what I was witnessing. I have since learned that mean hauntings feed off your fears, well let me tell you there was plenty of fodder to feed from. I was absolutely terrified. This moment only lasted about a minute or two but seemed like hours. It continued going around and around in this small space of the shower/tub getting madder and madder. The low deep spraying sound was so loud at this point. After the few minutes it made a move to the lower part of the tub constantly making the sound and going in circles. Here's odd part, IT went down the drain. You could hear as the tone changed as it entered the opening and how the sound carried as it went into the plumbing to fade out.

I was left standing there with a broom in my hands shaking. I quickly left the bathroom and went to the front room. I was pacing back and forth trying to figure out what had just happened and what I was going to do next. I knew I had to calm down some how. That sound just seemed to continue in my head over and over.

After a bit I knew I had to get to bed because I had to be a work in a short time. With EVERY light on I eased into the bedroom. I climb into bed sliding all the way to the other side of the bed with my back on the edge of the bed. I was facing the door way and could see pretty much all of the room. I laid there for only a few moments when I felt something set on the bed right where the previous visitor stopped. It sat on part of my leg as it made itself comfortable. I was able to see the bed compress down as this happened. Sigh, I screamed like a little girl and ran to the front room and picked up my shaking. I was back to the pacing around like crazy again trying figure my best move.

The thing was I didn't have anyplace to go. There was such a heavy, intense, thick, mean feeling/vibe that radiated from the door way into the utility room. It's presents was so, so forceful that I found myself in the furthest corner of the front room. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I felt so mean. I was afraid it was going to spill into the front and fill it up with this thick soup.
I wanted to run and fast. But I was in my underwear and it was February in AR which means very cold. I had to set in the corner of that room for hours to pass until that feeling of being watched by a mean thing to fade away. When it did I ran into my room quickly gabbing whatever clothes I could find and throw them on as I headed out the front door."

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