A friend wrote a chilling account of something that happened to a family member years ago, in a place where most could easily imagine things unknown to us, ones which still move around in the old forests and marshes of the South.
For those of us who don’t believe in ghosts, apparitions, or supernatural forces, it’s a story that makes the doubters hesitate. Maybe we’ll get to see it, perhaps not.
Even though my friend’s last story was read by well over 100,000 people, she’s reluctant to share this one, even anonymously.
I just thought I’d share the fact that there’s an incredible story floating around that might never see the light of day, no pun intended.
I made a picture to convey the feel of the story, even though the story is told as it was experienced: through a lens of terror.
Whatever it was, I fear it still lingers in those forests, biding its time.