Your True Tales
December 2003 – Page 25

Disappearing Hole
by Chris K.

I grew up in a house at the top of a street that dead ends along the Mulhollond Drive in Sherman Oaks, California. I spent many hours up the dirt fire road that lead up to Mulholland itself. Approaching a tiny street that shoots off of Mulholland there used to be (I'm not sure if its still like this) a plateau that appeared to be like any other in the area designed to hold a house. I really liked this area because of its isolation and slightly magical feel (my father tells me as a child I used to call it the "bat cave").

One day when I was around 10, I hiked up there exploring and found a "hole" in the ground. This was a VERY strange hole. It was about 18-24 inches in diameter and appeared to be perfectly circular and vertical. The dirt in the general area is very loose, but when I touched the wall of this hole/shaft, it felt hardened. About a week later, this "hole" was gone. I mean no trace, gone. Like I had dreamed it. I know I did not dream this. I remember dropping a rock into it to find out how deep it was and I never heard a sound of it hitting anything. Therefore, I got the impression it was extremely deep.

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