>>1060339>About 9 years old. 1992, go inna woods with 12 yr old cousin behind house in Georgia.>explore too far, too many turns, get too lost, get more lost.>come across three dead dogs off a dirt road. someone had shot in head and had lined up in row. Freaked out. Started singing the chorus to "life is a highway" over and over to help keep ourselves calm.>get scared, older cousin absolutely convinces me their are devil worshipers all around us nearby.. >come across white abandoned house that had been graffitied by kids probably. All boarded up. Did not break inside. Odd sets of planted bushes we thought were marijuana (it wasn't)>came across a rocky hill my cousin convinces me is some kind of satan sacrifice alter. Their was light water running down the side, brown mud which he convinced me was old blood from previous sacrifice.>he freaks himself out at this point.More "life is a highway" singing commences.
Find our way out and onto a main road. Its totally dark. Make it to gas station and decide on the purchase of two tubes of "squeeze pop" as sustenance. Attendant was all smiles.
>Leave and go back on main road. Cousins parents eventually pick us up. Pissed.Explain that they had already visited gas station and told attendant they were looking for us. He told us nothing.
