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''The following is a true story that I lived as a young child. I present this to you of my own free will to introduce you to who am as the person, rather than the writer. Though all the creepypastas I may ever right will most likely be fictional, this story is completely true and coming from the source: ME. So please enjoy...''

I grew up in a small and, in fact, quite isolated town near the Hudson river of New York. You might think of the City and other places like it when you think of New York, but few people ever know what it's like upstate. The further upstate you travel, the more and more rural the towns and counties become. And although I must have been only a few hours away from the city, my town was second close to being the white trash town in our county. On top of all this everyone in my school was obsessed with something completely idiotic, so naturally I secretly hated everyone at my school. It was in order from other guys; girls; teachers; and girls I liked, who usually didn't like me back merely for my early state of maturity. This of course goes in order from people I despised most to those of whom I did less so. So I was generally an outcast. Because of this my only friends were a few guys who I actually did think were mature enough to talk to and a few girls of the same caliber of maturity. And because of this I spent most of my time alone at my house with my parents. One night though... one night a lot of that changed. I used to be the most care free of people but that night... that night I lost all security. I wouldn't wish the experience away though, oh no, I feel that every experience has a purpose. However, this is definitely one of the more terrifying ones. I lay in my bed that night and I usually thought about things a lot before bed because it was difficult for me to sleep. So, I was thinking about some odd thing that I can't remember (possibly digging in the back yard to find gold treasure there after all this time). I had begun dosing off when I began hearing... something kind of odd. I'm actually tearing up right now because of the mere memory of it. I heard... laughing. In fact it sounded more like cackling than anything else. I lay motionless, simply listening for a source. At first I feared it was coming from the very confines of my room but after some time I realized it was coming from outside. Thinking it must've just been an animal, I turned on a flashlight and looked out my window. I saw nothing at first... just the backyard lawn... However to my horror, I heard a high pitched scream or howl from... what I simply have come to call "the creature". I squinted quickly as though I feared what I might see, but immediately opened my eyes after the howl stopped. To my terror, still to this day I fear the sight of it, the only thing I saw was a claw, that looked to be part of the creatures hind legs, disappear into the shadows. I didn't sleep that night, and when my parents saw me downstairs at the kitchen table in the morning holding a knife in my hand staring out the window, they were of course concerned. I told them everything and they told me it was probably only a chayote. Only last year did I begin to think otherwise though, because I was looking at old newspapers online and I came across a few articles on people who had gone missing that very same year. Their neighbors claimed to hear cackling and howling the same nights that they were abducted. One person said they were driving through town and saw a weird humanoid creature walking on all fours and heaving enough to be visible to the man. He swore he saw a small piece of cloth protruding from its mouth. Similar to one which one of the girls who was abducted that same night... To this day, I think the flashlight somehow saved me. Because of all that has happened, I'm ridiculously paranoid and cannot stop looking behind me when I'm alone. ''If you hear laughing outside or a strange howl at night... get a flashlight and shine it outside. It might just get scared off... hope to god its a bright flashlight.''