Raziaar
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Well, okay guys. I need some advice, so i'm going to post what happened first, in detail in case any of it helps.
I was taking a drive to get away from some stress, and I found myself on a nice road a ways out from the city. Beautiful green trees extended outwards all around me as I went up one hill and down into another. It looked like an emerald forest judging from the treetops alone. I figured it would be a great way to relieve stress, if only I could find a place to pull off the highway and take a stroll. Luckily it didn't take much longer, and I found a nice pulloff, and turned off the engine.
I stepped out of the car, and took a bottle of water with me. Only planning on a short walk, I didn't need much, and set off into the forest. The trees were of various sizes, some a decent size, about half the size of my torso around, but most were skinny and tall. No redwood forests to be found here in this part of Texas. There wasn't much in the means of a path to follow, seeing as most of these woodlands were probobably pretty unscathed by humans except for the nearby road. But, that didn't stop me and actually enhanced the experience giving me a little workout as I stepped over broken limbs and fallen trees, carefully stepping to avoid any shallow pits that I might twist my ankle in.
I walked and walked, careful to keep in a relatively straight line, as I didn't want to get lost. This was just supposed to be a stress reliever, and it certainly was. I made my way about two thousand feet, give or take a few hundred, and couldn't see the car anymore. Satisfied, and thoroughly tired, I turned around and began to head back. I stopped suddenly just as I heard a loud snapping sound behind me, like a branch or twig that was violently splintered. Startled, I turned to look back, and saw nothing. As a matter of fact, I don't really remember seeing anything at all on my way into the woods. There weren't any squirrels, birds or anything. Maybe they were just scared of me and chose to stay quiet, unused to the sighting of a human being.
Seeing that nothing and nobody was there, I began back towards the car. Again, I heard something, only this time it was the crunching of dried out leaves. I snapped my head backwards to look over my shoulder, and again saw nothing. Spooked, I continued on my way, quickening my pace as I stepped hastily over fallen branches and trees. It sounded like something was behind me, and I began to hear this deep, gutteral breathing. Wet and grating, the noise seemed to float to my ears from wherever it was coming from. Only I didn't know where it was coming from, as there wasn't anything to be seen between the trees.
A loud growl, inhuman sounding pierced the warm air, and that was the last straw. I took off towards the direction of my car at breakneck speed, leaping over stumps and other small obstacles. Behind me was a terrible commotion, and it became clear to me I was being chased. Turning my head back as I ran, I only managed to see a glimpse of brown or black, I wasn't sure which. It could have been both, but I was too terrifed to stop and turn around. As I came to the edge of the woods, I fumbled with my keys and quickly opened the driver seat door, throwing myself inside. Panicing and in a sweat, I started the engine and put the car in reverse, pulling out back onto the road. Looking back at the trees, I couldn't see anything, but I know there was something there and it was chasing me.
The ride home was almost eerie, and I didn't even bother to turn on the radio to break the awful silence that pervaded the interior space of my vehicle. Once I pulled back into my driveway, I began to calm down and noticed that I was drenched in my own sweat. Stepping inside, I closed the door behind me and headed to the bathroom. Setting the water temperature to a comfortable lukewarm, I stepped into the shower and began to bathe myself. I jerked with surprise as I heard the sound of the door opening.
Looking through the translucent shower curtain I could see that the door wasn't opened fully but had instead just been opened ajar. Thoroughly freaked out, I quickly finished up and rinsed off, stepping out and toweling myself off. The door certainly was open, but only slightly. I remembered that the ones leading into the bathroom from the adjacent hallway and bedroom are very poorly designed, and generally do not shut completely. WHenever the air conditioner would turn on, the pressure in the room would change and one of them would frequently open just slightly, except for the fact that before it never bothered me.
Terrified, I tried to calm myself down by watching some television. It never ceased to ease my frayed nerves on many occasions, and the comedy of my favorite shows had me roaring with laughter in no time. Hours passed, and it was getting pretty late. Feeling thirsty, I headed towards the kitchen to get a drink, but saw something in the large picture frame window that overhangs slightly out on my back porch. A blur of motion in the darkness outside gave way to the dim yellow lights of the apartment complex that stood behind my residence. The entire yard was walled off by eight foot tall wooden fences, and I lived in a cul-de-sac. Noone has ever passed through my yard, and it would be quite a feat to do so, so I had no idea who I just saw. Too freaked out, I ran back to my bedroom and crawled into bed, curling myself into a ball and swiftly fell asleep.
Waking up the morning after, I was feeling comfortable and secure like I usually do when the sensation of grogginess overwhelms me. However, I was still curious about what I saw last night, and went to check the back porch. My yard wasn't very fancy, and the back yard portion was a testament to this. In fact, you could say it was a bit trashy. Completely barren of any swings or sheds, the ground was sparsely scattere with dirt and patches of yellow-brown dried grass. It came this way when I bought it, and I figured since the neighbors couldn't see it, I didn't have to maintain it like I did out front. There was a light rain the previous morning, and the ground was still damp in some areas that were under exposed to the sun, blocked by the tall branching trees that stood near the fence to the northeast side and up along the side of the house. Something caught my eye, and I looked closer, and to my shock I saw what appeared to be dog tracks. Dog tracks, except for the fact that they were elongated and exaggerated in almost every way imiginable and rather large, about the size of my own two feet.
Okay, and so after that point nothing new happened. I am sorry for posting this in such a lengthly, drawn out story like form, but I figured it would be the best way to convey just what exactly happened to me. So I was hoping to ask what opinions you guys have about this matter? I'm honestly freaked out, and don't know what to think. I don't have the slightest ****ing clue what I could have seen both in the woods, or on my back porch.
I was taking a drive to get away from some stress, and I found myself on a nice road a ways out from the city. Beautiful green trees extended outwards all around me as I went up one hill and down into another. It looked like an emerald forest judging from the treetops alone. I figured it would be a great way to relieve stress, if only I could find a place to pull off the highway and take a stroll. Luckily it didn't take much longer, and I found a nice pulloff, and turned off the engine.
I stepped out of the car, and took a bottle of water with me. Only planning on a short walk, I didn't need much, and set off into the forest. The trees were of various sizes, some a decent size, about half the size of my torso around, but most were skinny and tall. No redwood forests to be found here in this part of Texas. There wasn't much in the means of a path to follow, seeing as most of these woodlands were probobably pretty unscathed by humans except for the nearby road. But, that didn't stop me and actually enhanced the experience giving me a little workout as I stepped over broken limbs and fallen trees, carefully stepping to avoid any shallow pits that I might twist my ankle in.
I walked and walked, careful to keep in a relatively straight line, as I didn't want to get lost. This was just supposed to be a stress reliever, and it certainly was. I made my way about two thousand feet, give or take a few hundred, and couldn't see the car anymore. Satisfied, and thoroughly tired, I turned around and began to head back. I stopped suddenly just as I heard a loud snapping sound behind me, like a branch or twig that was violently splintered. Startled, I turned to look back, and saw nothing. As a matter of fact, I don't really remember seeing anything at all on my way into the woods. There weren't any squirrels, birds or anything. Maybe they were just scared of me and chose to stay quiet, unused to the sighting of a human being.
Seeing that nothing and nobody was there, I began back towards the car. Again, I heard something, only this time it was the crunching of dried out leaves. I snapped my head backwards to look over my shoulder, and again saw nothing. Spooked, I continued on my way, quickening my pace as I stepped hastily over fallen branches and trees. It sounded like something was behind me, and I began to hear this deep, gutteral breathing. Wet and grating, the noise seemed to float to my ears from wherever it was coming from. Only I didn't know where it was coming from, as there wasn't anything to be seen between the trees.
A loud growl, inhuman sounding pierced the warm air, and that was the last straw. I took off towards the direction of my car at breakneck speed, leaping over stumps and other small obstacles. Behind me was a terrible commotion, and it became clear to me I was being chased. Turning my head back as I ran, I only managed to see a glimpse of brown or black, I wasn't sure which. It could have been both, but I was too terrifed to stop and turn around. As I came to the edge of the woods, I fumbled with my keys and quickly opened the driver seat door, throwing myself inside. Panicing and in a sweat, I started the engine and put the car in reverse, pulling out back onto the road. Looking back at the trees, I couldn't see anything, but I know there was something there and it was chasing me.
The ride home was almost eerie, and I didn't even bother to turn on the radio to break the awful silence that pervaded the interior space of my vehicle. Once I pulled back into my driveway, I began to calm down and noticed that I was drenched in my own sweat. Stepping inside, I closed the door behind me and headed to the bathroom. Setting the water temperature to a comfortable lukewarm, I stepped into the shower and began to bathe myself. I jerked with surprise as I heard the sound of the door opening.
Looking through the translucent shower curtain I could see that the door wasn't opened fully but had instead just been opened ajar. Thoroughly freaked out, I quickly finished up and rinsed off, stepping out and toweling myself off. The door certainly was open, but only slightly. I remembered that the ones leading into the bathroom from the adjacent hallway and bedroom are very poorly designed, and generally do not shut completely. WHenever the air conditioner would turn on, the pressure in the room would change and one of them would frequently open just slightly, except for the fact that before it never bothered me.
Terrified, I tried to calm myself down by watching some television. It never ceased to ease my frayed nerves on many occasions, and the comedy of my favorite shows had me roaring with laughter in no time. Hours passed, and it was getting pretty late. Feeling thirsty, I headed towards the kitchen to get a drink, but saw something in the large picture frame window that overhangs slightly out on my back porch. A blur of motion in the darkness outside gave way to the dim yellow lights of the apartment complex that stood behind my residence. The entire yard was walled off by eight foot tall wooden fences, and I lived in a cul-de-sac. Noone has ever passed through my yard, and it would be quite a feat to do so, so I had no idea who I just saw. Too freaked out, I ran back to my bedroom and crawled into bed, curling myself into a ball and swiftly fell asleep.
Waking up the morning after, I was feeling comfortable and secure like I usually do when the sensation of grogginess overwhelms me. However, I was still curious about what I saw last night, and went to check the back porch. My yard wasn't very fancy, and the back yard portion was a testament to this. In fact, you could say it was a bit trashy. Completely barren of any swings or sheds, the ground was sparsely scattere with dirt and patches of yellow-brown dried grass. It came this way when I bought it, and I figured since the neighbors couldn't see it, I didn't have to maintain it like I did out front. There was a light rain the previous morning, and the ground was still damp in some areas that were under exposed to the sun, blocked by the tall branching trees that stood near the fence to the northeast side and up along the side of the house. Something caught my eye, and I looked closer, and to my shock I saw what appeared to be dog tracks. Dog tracks, except for the fact that they were elongated and exaggerated in almost every way imiginable and rather large, about the size of my own two feet.
Okay, and so after that point nothing new happened. I am sorry for posting this in such a lengthly, drawn out story like form, but I figured it would be the best way to convey just what exactly happened to me. So I was hoping to ask what opinions you guys have about this matter? I'm honestly freaked out, and don't know what to think. I don't have the slightest ****ing clue what I could have seen both in the woods, or on my back porch.
