User:GothPower

My name is Abeytzi. It means Yellow Leaf in the Hopi language. Many people have found interest in this. Including my occult proffesors. In college, I took many courses having to do with the Occult. I did this  to see if I could explain the things I saw in my childhood and adolesence. I used to live in the country. There was a rich community across the road from where I lived. I saw a lot of things come out of that Cul-de-sac that I will never forget. My families property only had 5 acres, but my neighbor had 23, most of which was behind my house. There were sections of woods in the last 14. They were wealthy, the father the owner of a beer company, a angry Brazilian wife, and 2 daughters.

My mother let her friend build a woodworking shop be hind my house as well. He had a daughter that was older than me, but we were good friends. Once, we were having a sleepover at my house, and she was friends with the two girls next door. We were playing truth or dare, and some of my friends from school were there as well. we both went to different high schools, for there were two different ones in our town. My best friend, Scarlet, dared her to take a flashlight and stay out in their woods for and hour. She did it. When she came back, she was paranoid. My parents were out of town on vacation at the time, so we had no adult supervision. She started saying things, most of which me and the other 4 girls didnt understand. One thing that she said has haunted me for 8 years. " I saw my mom in there. She hugged and kissed me, but kept her eyes covered. She started saying things I couldnt understand, then when I looked at her next, she was like a hairless dog with claws." Then she took off her shirt, and there were 3 long, bloody scratches. She started to grin and laugh, then started sobbing. The thing that scared me the most, was that her mom had died 3 years before. She had ODed on her pain medication after attempting to cut her wrists as an attept of suicide. The next week, she tried to kill her homeroom teacher. She was found guilty, the cause being of insanity. The last time I saw her, I was visiting her in a mental hospital.

A few months later, I was going on a hike on the trails in the woods behind my house. I took the longest trail, and I didnt get out till dusk. I was walking by the cul-de-sac, about to cross the road, when I heard screams. I turned around, and I saw this thing running down the road. I stood there, frozen. 8 years earlier, my step dad died of cancer. When my eyes re focused on the thing, it was walking. It looked just like him. Beard and everything. Even his favorite shirt. He started yelling my name, telling me to come hug him. I ran back home, and I never went hiking again. When I told my proffeser about this, he looked at me intently and said " You survived? You survived. You are rare. You are chosen." I never went to his class again.