reply to post by Jadette
My sister and I had a similar experiance many years ago. I was nine, or so, and my sister was in her early teens. My family kept rabbits and our job
at night, just before bed was to go out and make sure everyone had water and food. Simple, took usually 5 minutes, if that... Wellllll...
One night, I go out to do just that, I get about halfway to the hutches and I begin to hear rattling noises behind my dads shop. For some reason,
which escapes me to this day, it scared the gee whillikers outta me. So being the brave nine year old I was, I jetted for the big sister
bravely the two of us ventured forth, with big dog Rex with us. Now Rex was a huge muscle bound springer spanial with just a hint of demon in him.
Where us kids were concerned, nothing and I mean nothing would get us except by going over him, period. So we're fairly confident of our safety.
Uh-huh...except for the fact that whatever it was, scared our big fearless protector as much as it did us. A black and white streak headed back to
the house...an exchange of glances and two little kids were closing the ground rapidly. Rex, the big brave cowardly dog, was a huddled mass for the
rest of the evening.
The parents get home from the PTA meeting, or whatever it was, and find cop cars parked in our yard and two cops searching the yard, with two scared
kids in the living room with another. Mom and Dad freaked...then started getting mad when the cops said they didn't see or hear anything. Dad was
about to go ballistic when he noticed the dog...when he went out a few minutes later he said it felt strange. No bugs chirping, no frogs, etc...just
so quiet. He didn't tell me this then, of course, it was years later. I'm 44 years old, I've been places and seen things that scared me, and
alarmed me. But to this day, I've never been so deep down terrified as I was then, even allowing for the fact I was 9 years old at the time. That
was the first time, and none of the rabbits were hurt, or even appeared to be scared, the second time was a completely different story...
It was 3 years later, no closer to four. Sister had moved away from home, and little brother had no interest in the rabbits whatsoever. Anyway, the
previous night had been quiet, hadn't heard anything when I went out that night. Nothing in particular was going on anywhere in the neighborhood.
The next morning I went out and found that our rabbits had been broken into...two had been killed, one of them torn in half, with one half gone god
only knows where...no blood...no fur. Our dogs hadn't barked...if any of you have ever heard a rabbit scream, you know its enough to wake the dead.
Well, nothing...not a peep. No tracks, and by this time, I'm a good enough of a tracker to find and follow a trail, there was nothing.
Monsters? I don't know. I do know something visited us twice. A nightmare become reality.