When I was still in school I heard of this monster from a little boy. His name escapes me these days since it has been over twenty years since I last saw him. If my memory is correct I was in the 1st grade and he was in kindergarten. It has been two many years, but the monster he told me about is till there. He described to be bug like and shape shifting. No it is not like the moth man unless he was referring to that. There were other descriptions of this monster such as a creature from another world perhaps? It is hard to recall what he described it as since it has been so many years. To me it seemed made up and perhaps it was his imagination. It was most likely made up to describe his fear of the woods.
He says it can talk you and it already knows your name. This little boy said it has been to his house many times and said it will come after him. Being the little gullible boy I was I sort of believed him and played along with his ideas. The monster could not be killed he said, but he still wanted to beat it up. My own thoughts on the matter were fearing this monster could come after me. So the little boy and I said they would meet and beat this monster up. According to this little boy the monster lived in his old house and could still visit him. Well the two of us never really entered the woods or met up to beat this monster up like we said we would. I continued to play with this little boy along with many others on the play ground of the Christian School in Clemons, North Carolina. To those who do remember me from those days I'm still here.
He says it can talk you and it already knows your name. This little boy said it has been to his house many times and said it will come after him. Being the little gullible boy I was I sort of believed him and played along with his ideas. The monster could not be killed he said, but he still wanted to beat it up. My own thoughts on the matter were fearing this monster could come after me. So the little boy and I said they would meet and beat this monster up. According to this little boy the monster lived in his old house and could still visit him. Well the two of us never really entered the woods or met up to beat this monster up like we said we would. I continued to play with this little boy along with many others on the play ground of the Christian School in Clemons, North Carolina. To those who do remember me from those days I'm still here.
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