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>Be a little kid about 12 years old.
>Parents are wilderness fearing folk so I haven't been camping much
>Be best friends with this girl who lives in a really wooded area with creepy ass rusted tools from the 30's scattered around the woods
>Goes to friend's house almost every weekend
>Dead ass doe on side off the road, normal for the country
>Really big chickenshit because I was raised off SciFi movies
>Whenever it gets late at friend's house I get a feeling off being watched
>Pitch dark outside and looking for frogs or something
>Still feels like being watched
>Starting to get real scared
>See glowing eyes about 25 yards into the forest
>It'sjustsomerunofthemillanimal.jpg
>Eyes raise to about 6 feet high
>12 year old mind can't comprehend this
>"Let's go inside"
>Dad picks me up and we're leaving friend's house
>Dead doe is gone
>"Coyotes probably got it"
>Drive for a few more yards until we drive past a tree with a dead doe hanging on a branch ripped to hell
>Questioning coyote theory now
>Never felt safe in woods ever since
