I was raised in Georgia. On a farm. When I was about eight years old I was playing out by our barn. At a base of a tree that was in the field and I hear someone say, "David, behind you" and I turned and I looked and I see this little hairy guy coming out of the woods right straight towards me. I am frozen for a split second. I feel as if I'm inside its eyes for some reason and then I'm not. Then I yell and I scramble back, and I started turning and then I ran towards the barn. I risked a quick glance behind me and this little hairy guy, whatever he, was turning around and going back into the woods. I ran to the house. I didn't say anything to my parents at the time. I remember, just remembering it. And later that day I wondered if the little hairy guy was back out there by the barn. And so I went back out there. I'm looking at the baseline where the trees are and it, he steps out from behind a tree and is looking at me. And I just turned and I ran away. I ran back to the house. And I think I told my mother there's something out at the barn and she asked me, "what it was" and I said, "I don't know, I just saw something out at the barn". And she says, "Oh you're imagining things". Anyway that was it. Until that night.I was getting ready to go to bed and it was late and I happened to be looking out a window and I see what I can only call a very large bird in a tree. And I' looking at it and it has very large eyes.
David
