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January 2008 - Page 13
Jungle Man from Space
by Drew
This took place December 13, 2007 in small town in Vermont on the state line. I will never forget what I saw that day; it still haunts me to and I sleep with the lights on still two weeks later after it happened. I don't drink, I don't even smoke, never been arrested, and I never miss church. I live in a small house by myself (besides my two dogs) so I have nothing to gain and nothing to lose. I am not lying.
One night I was out back enjoying a campfire with my boxer Duke and my pug Jay-jay. I was sitting in my hammock and plucking my acoustic guitar strings when Duke raised his head and whimpered. He got up on all fours and I could see Jay-jay's hair standing up on the butt end of his back. Next, I'll never ever forget what I saw with my two eyes: There were two red eyes sitting on my roof. My jaw dropped and I just had this feeling of dread. The eyes were looking straight through me.
The thing that scared me most was that I was starting to get interrupted in my thoughts by some thoughts that weren't mine. The whole time I was being fed these weird messages like, "Don't be afraid" or "It's just me" and the weirdest, "Don't look back." I lay there watching this thing when it actually jumped off the roof and was now near my back door. I was scared to death and now almost crying as this thing slowly crept toward us. I grabbed my pug and my boxer by their collars and screamed, "Go away!" It stopped as soon as it stepped into the storm light, activated by movement. It froze in the light and its eyes stopped glowing red.
It was a short creature, about 3-4 feet tall. It had a face like a man mixed with some sort of monkey. It had a long black tail, but had big hands, long skinny arms and short, fat legs. Its body was covered with a short, thick fur, and its eyes were now completely black. It stared us down for a few seconds that felt like an eternity. Then it just bolted across my lawn and hopped, like literally just jumped over the six-foot-high wooden fence that surrounds my entire back yard.
I fell into tears from being so scared. I found it very disturbing that I was being stalked by something that probably is not supposed to exist.
That was the least of my problems. The night after it happened, I got a few weird phone calls. They went just like this: "Me-hello?... Me-hello?... (breathing) Me-who the he** is this? Voice- your... dog... outside...." That's when I gasped to myself and slammed the phone. My dogs were outside at the time. The voice chilled me to the bone. It sounded like some sort of robot man: a very slow, generic, calm voice, and every time he would say a word his pitch in words would change. The phone calls were on and off for about another week. Even my friends answered the phone sometimes when it rang. They would threaten the voice and call it out, but no one ever responded and I never told the story about the "jungle man from space" to anyone besides my on-and-off-again girlfriend. And even as I'm writing this sentence, my phone is starting to ring....
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