I arrived at site during fall thunderstorm and after it passed around 9 pm, set up to fish under bridge as the water was running and the catfish had swam upstream from Spence to feed. Observ…
both described multiple witnesses · screaming or howling
Place withheld · 2018-09-15 · from the DREAMVIEWS archive
Dangerous animals and boys scouts I remember passing by my grandparents house, over the yard right to the horse paddock. The house was full of grown up-boy scouts and I was... naked, for some reason. Since the guys were such a bullies I could not go inside the house. What was very unusual for being their house was that it got large windows and looked way to modern actually. But anyway, these boy scouts had been torturing me all day and they had probably been stealing my clothes somehow. I was not worried about being seen by other people since the house lies in a forest on the country side so no one is ever around. It was getting dark and I was... still naked. I really wanted to go inside but needed to find something to cover up myself with first. So I was watching out for not touching the electricity wire that was surrounding the horse paddock when I stepped in. I had seen a polo shirt laying around in one of the horse paddocks and did not care how I got it as longs I would just have something to cover my body with. Suddenly an ostrich appeared on the other side of the wire which scared me a bit. Then I heard someone behind me saying: "Wait!" I looked over the shoulder and saw one of the boy scouts walking towards me, trying to look cool meanwhile doing so. He looked at me briefly before the polo shirt really caught his attention. He told me that ostriches are dangerous and that I should not even try to go in there. I was just nodding very slowly and sighed. I KNOW. He looked at my face and then his eyes were walking down towards my body before turning away to face the ostrich again. This motion was repeated every time he talked or just wanted to know what I had to say. I just told him to go on if he really wanted to help me get that polo shirt. He entered the corral and got instantly chased be the ostrich. The guy kept running around screaming like a crazy idiot while I was kind of hoping the ostrich would not kill him before I got the polo shirt. During the chase I noticed that I suddenly started to feel cold and looked down. I was wearing clothes! But now the guy was running around with a thick and warm vest. He came out from the corral with the vest in his hands. As he entered the horse paddock where I was waiting, an enormous horse appeared out of nowhere which scared the shit out of me. It was rearing and almost hit both of us with the hooves. I screamed: "RUN!" and we both ran for our lives to the other side of the horse paddock and under the electrical wires. We kept running towards the house and did not dare to stop. As I was going to thank the guy for the help... I woke up. Note: My grandparents had ostriches when I was a kid, they even had emus! But I was never allowed to go in there to them since they can actually kill you. They also had plenty of horses but now as my grandparents are starting to get real old, they simply just do not have to energy to take care of all their animals. So they have been sold off and some have even died of age.
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