I was walking my dog on a road that goes through the woods near my house one night, no lights around. At first I enjoyed moving through the pure darkness and eventually I came out of the woods and I decided to rest/stare at the stars for a little while before returning home. So, I walk back into the woods and I hear this weird sighing/growling sound and braches snaping on the ground. Worried that it was some evil woodland carnivore, I decided to take the long way home instead, avoiding any woods. On the way home I have to pass this house with really territorial dogs that bark at any intruder within a 50 ft. radius. They belong to a farming family. Well, I have a thing about farmers in the middle of no-where with really yappy dogs. Texas Chainsaw Massacre kind of phobia, so I decided to turn around. After several moments of trying to decide whether I should confront my fear of psychopathic hicks or getting mauled to death, I decided to sneak by whatever was in the woods even though deep down I knew trying to be silent wouldn't really give me any stealth. Halfway through, a car passed by and I ran like a maniac thinking it masked my presence for a bit.
I think I've shared this one before, but this is my most recent "weird" experience. Although there was the mingling with demented old people.
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