Every time I mention this to anyone I know, I'm always ridiculed; maybe you'll be able to ease my... I don't even know.
> be me, prepubescent kid (can't remember how old I was exactly, probably 11 or 12)
> I lived with my grandparents in the area outside Ennis, Texas
> House is surrounded by trees, creek to the north and a man-made lake to the south, within walking distance
> nearest neighbors are two miles or so away, so I could piss outside
> it's 11:00 PM and I decide to let it rip
> grandparents are out to see the drag races by 85 Speedway so I'm all alone
> I'm outside, and I'm just peeing for what seems like whole minutes when I realize just how quiet it actually is
> it's the middle of summer. Should be all kinds of noises
> there's a smell of death in the air, but I don't know if it had something to do with that fucking thing I saw next
> my great grandpa had run over the septic tank cap a month earlier so it always smelled bad outside
> I hear a cackling in the distance (keep in mind that this is occurring in rapid succession)
> I shrug it off as a coyote, they're common in the area
> something... Hulking in stature came out of the trees, and was walking towards the house
> it was about eight feet tall, and it had white fur or skin or whatever the fuck
> I'm running inside and locking the door
> it FUCKING LAUGHS
> NOT A HUMAN LAUGH IT SOUNDED LIKE A LITERAL HA HA HA HA HA HA
> I grab the 20 gage off the gun rack in the living room, already loaded
> it looks at me through the window, just smiling at me in its creepy way
> I cock the shotgun and scream at it
> it's just laughing in its horrendous way
> the gun goes off, busting the window out and I fall to the ground due to not holding the damned gun right
> with a dislocated shoulder I barricade myself in the bathroom until about 1:45 AM
> I was a mental wreck when my grandparents showed, I was rambling about the "White Walker"
> it never came back, and I haven't pissed outside since
THE FUCK WAS THAT?
Pretty okay story, though it relies heavily on the regular tropes and has no real build up
>>17948547
>probably 11 or 12
>I grab the 20 gage off the gun rack in the living room, already loaded
'murka
>>17948567
Not a story, I tell you.
>>17948571
I shot my first gun when I was 7. Not OP btw.
OP here. Anybody willing to explain or at least give me a basic concept about what it was that I saw?
>>17948590
A spoop that has never been documented before maybe?
>>17948547
Probably a skinwalker, due to the smell and the way it "spoke".
>>17948547
>it looks at me through the window, just smiling at me in its creepy way
Would you be okay with describing its face in more detail?
>>17948547
I wouldn't worry about it
>>17948703
Stop
>>17948547
>> I lived with my grandparents in the area outside Ennis, Texas
>Ennis
>>17948547
Legit spooped, OP.
The white walker affects everyone at some point in their life
>>17948547
Ahh now this is an old copypasta. Best enjoyed with aged wine. Get yourself some new content, sport.
>>17948547
Can you draw it?
>20 gauge
>knocking anyone but a toddler on their ass
Confirmed bullshit.
>>17952149
Fuck, let alone 'dislocating' anything, lmfao.