posted on Jul, 30 2004 @ 10:44 AM
Since it seems I'm not alone in this, I'll share wha happened to me, when I was roughly 11yrs of age.
We lived in the country, aprox 4 miles from town (the city was visible from where I lived, as it's nothing but open flat fields).
My brother and I used to invite our friends to come into the country during the summer, to stay a week, and rotate friends every week so we were never
One day, somewhere twords the middle of June, I was standing near the road, in the front of my house, just to the left, near the edge of the beginning
of the cornfield.
Being a kid in the country, I done whatever I pleased, whenever I pleased, so I used to lay in the grass, alongside the ditch, and look up at the
clouds, and watch the grasshoppers fly by.
That day, I had no sooner laid back with my head against the stump my dad had cut, that I heard a peeping noise.
I looked around, and seen nothing, but kept hearing it.
So, I sat back, laid my head against the stump, arms straight out to my side, hands up, and listened to it, to see if maybe I could...what's the
word...zone in on it?
About that time something crawled into my left hand, and being a wild country boy, I looked over before thinking of screaming, and there in my hand
sat a baby pheasant.
I was shocked, and happy at the same time, because I have never heard of them running into your hands like that.
I puthim in my shirt pocket, and as I started to get up, I seen a small man standing at the edge of the other field, directly infront of me, on the
other side of the road, about 2 car lengths from my mailbox.
He was about 2ft tall, greayish colored skin (a dark color, so it may not have been an actual grey), 2 arms, 2 legs, looked fairly normal, but VERY
The first thing I done was yell for my brother and our friend Richie who had came out the night before to stay with us for that week, and here they
come runnin with bb guns and kitchen knives.
Before even got a chance to tell them where the guy was, they spotted him, and freaked the hell out.
The man just stood behind a stalk of hardly developed corn, and started to make his way through the field.
So those 2 chased him, as I took the pheasant to my dad, to put in a box for me (as we raised animals, and had almost ANY animal you would see in a
petting zoo, cows, pigs, pheasants,a mule, 3000+ chickens, 26 pyigmy goats, even peacocks and guineas)
So I grabbed a machette from the garage, and chased with them.
We never caught him, or saw him after that, but it's something that really made me open up to believe in much more than I was used to.