For most of my childhood life I grew up in the woods. My family had a farm in the middle of the woods in the state of Oaxaca in mexico. Night time walks through the woods were common for my cousins and I so I was never scared of the woods when I was a kid.

I moved away from that farm and moved to the United States (which is where I was born).

It wasn’t until years later when I was 15 that I went back to visit. One particular night when I was slipping I woke up, and I had a very uneasy feeling. I also noticed that everything was completely silent, not a single bug could be heard. Being the curious person that I am I went outside to investigate, I thought I could encounter a coyote or something small. The moment I stepped outside the uneasy feeling turned into confusion and fear for what seemed like no reason at all.

The entire time I felt like I was being watched. I scanned the tree like hoping to see something but at the same times I was wishing I didn’t see anything at all.

In the tree line on the left side of the farm stood a shadowy figure. It was tall, skinny, had very skinny Horn like things coming out of its head, and it’s eyes were piercing red. It looked at me through the tree line and I was too scared to move. W stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity, it let out a howl almost like a wolf but it was deeper and had a few grunts mixed in, before turning around and disappearing into the woods.
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