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Posted by: SonOfTheShire
Posted by: TH3_AV3NG3R
Posted by: Eternal Moon
Maybe because people aren't close minded idiots who dismiss everything without proof of nonexistence.
What proof do you exactly have? People just saying on TV that I heard this or that and obvious, very obvious doctored recordings and tapes?
Do you also believe in the mothman?
Don't be so close-minded. There are things in this world we can't understand.
Late one night last year, I was lying asleep in bed. I was the only one in the house, but suddenly I was awoken by a loud bump!
At first I passed it off as a dream and tried to go back to sleep, but after a quarter of an hour or so, bump! It happened again! Thinking that it might be an animal or something, I reluctantly got out of bed and went downstairs to check it out. It had snowed that morning, and under the full moon it was as bright as day. But there were no animals.
I went back to bed and again and tried again to get back to sleep, but once again, bump! And then again, bump! By now I was frightened. What could be making these bumping noises? After the bumping continued with increasing frequency for a couple of hours, I finally got up again.
Grasping a handy cricket bat, I went to investigate. I followed the bumps to an empty room in the corner of the house where the light had been left on. Standing outside the door, I listened. Suddenly, bump! Bump! Bump!
I kicked open the door and charged into the room, and that's when I saw it.
It was as large as you or me, and it was floating. It had a grotesque face and two large wings on its back. A mothman, bumping against the window, trying to get to the light!
So then I opened the window and beat the snot out of it and went back to bed.
*smoker's cough*
hehehe
That was funny.