Fact Or Faked Nightcrawlers(MUST SEE!!!), page 1

This is one of the few "entity" videos I've seen that really creeps me out, no matter how many times I re-watch it. The reason being is that I have a very emotional recurring memory of seeing something like this outside our house in broad daylight, when I was very young.

The memory goes like this: I was drying the dishes with my older brother washing them, one morning after our Mom asked us to. I must have been younger than five, and I remember thinking it was fun, getting to do this grown up helping thing. Still clearly remember not being able to see over the linoleum sink counter, trying not to let the soapy warm water run over the edge with the metal lip, and having to stand on some kind of stool so that I could reach high enough. All of a sudden out of nowhere I was struck by this absolute feeling of terror. Something compelled me to turn around and look through the kitchen and the living room, to the main window facing our street.

I was strunned in horror to see walking down our sidewalk in broad daylight, something that looked like a giant man sized, insect like stick figure, just striding purposely and authoritivly along like it belonged there. It was wearing some kind of robe, or cloak (might of had a hood, or old fashioned hat on its head, but that's not clear anymore). It was carrying a walking stick with something (a crystal or a lantern light?) on top. It looked very ancient, very old, and very powerful, even though it was just an impossible grayish stick figure. I had the feeling that somehow I knew this thing. Suddenly, it stopped in its tracks, like it could hear my thoughts, and TURNED AROUND AND STARED AT ME. It had an ancient little insect face and was looking at me in complete indignant rage because it knew that I could see it. It was like it overloaded my head. I instantly fell on the floor, screaming and crying in absolute spastic terror.

I kept shouting for my brother to turn around and look at the WALK WALK! That was my name for it. (How stupid, it still creeps me out to this day even remembering that dumb name). My brother was still laughing from us joking around with the dishes, and just looked at me confused. No matter how much I screamed, it was like he either wouldn't turn around or couldn't see it right there in front of our house. I felt like an old man while I laid there crying and pointing at it in frustration - just the worst almost indescribable feeling of despair. It finally turned around stiffly, and just strolled on down the sidewalk out of sight. I think I might have passed out after that. My Mom came running in freaked out at what was happening to me, and couldn't calm me down for hours. My brother just sheepishly laughed and told me for months afterward that the WALK WALK was going to get me. (That's how I know this wasn't some isolated bad dream).

Sometime after that, my Dad found a picture in a book about insects, of a either a praying mantis, or a walking stick. I pointed at the picture and screamed, THAT"S IT! I became obsessed with finding a walking stick insect after that.

I had one more absolutely horrifying childhood episode after that, not involving a creature, but with lights in the sky that followed our car after a night time church service, and hearing a voice in my head when we got out of the car. I think it still affects me to this day, I was so terrified. I don't think a five year olds dream stays with you in life like that. Anyways, this happened in the 60's and I still get the creeps whenever I drive back to our hometown and see that innocuous little neighborhood house that I spent half my childhood in.

PHEW - this isn't the kind of thing you go around telling people you know. Thanks ATS for listening.