Let’s start with some back round information. I am 1/8 Native American from what tribe idk I live with my mom and dad in the back woods in Alaska. When I say back woods I mean as far as you can go and still get internet. Now for my encounter. I was out side playing spears about 5 minutes later I felt like I was being watched. Then I caught a whiff of  something awful it smelled like a dead bloated moose so me being me went to go look and I wish I didn’t. What I saw looked like it should have been dead too thin to be alive. So I ran as fast as I could back inside the house grabbed my dad’s 12 gauge shot gun loaded it with slugs and went back out. I saw the thing and shot at it and I thought I hit it I heard the bullet impact the thing screamed and ran off I didn’t fined any blood and that was that I thought it came back the next day. I had enough I loaded up my dad’s full auto ar 15 with incendiary rounds and went out and unloaded the mag and all of them hit the thing dropped I have its head up here in my garage u guy don’t believe me come on over and suffer the same fate as that thing in other words stay off my property have a good one.
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