Jan 2014
It would happen alot in the beginning of fall. When the season started to change. You could feel the fall slowly killing the summer.
Our grandparents would start to come late at night. It was always on random days. I guess it would happen 2 to 4 times a month. Either my Grandpa and dad left or my Grandma and mom would leave. Either pair would be gone till late late at night.
One night however all four had to go and they could not leave us behind. We got into the car and drove and drove.. I could remember following a group of cars down a would be road to what seem to be nowhere.. But then we drove up onto an old house with half the roof intact.. There were alot of other cars here and we could see some of our cousins also.
Like us our cousins were in the car waiting also. A huge group of adults huddled together and then the men and woman went off into 2 groups.. I rolled down the window and heard some conversation..
" WE WILL HAVE TO CORNER THIS ONE! IT WILL TAKE ALL OF US! REMEMBER DO NOT LET IT START A COVERSATION WITH YOU.. IGNORE THE WHISTLES! AND DO NOT LOOK AT IT STRAIGHT IN THE EYES!!
My dad lead the group in and it all started! My brother and I heard the whistles first.. It was beautiful yet horrible.. We heard the men chasing it through the house.. We heard them fighting whatever was in there..
All the women Formed 2 lines outside that lead into a circle.. They were all holding torches.. My Grandpa then came out of the house and said "WE GOT IT!" The men had something trapped in a huge cotton cloth bag and were dragging it toward the circle of women.. My mom and grandma were part of that circle..
Whatever was in there was screaming in different voices all at once.. I rolled up the windows but could still hear it. Then the whistles came again.. More beautiful than ever, More horrible than before! The women then torched the creature and the sounds were unbearable.. The last thing I saw of the creature were 2 huge white wings that were left over burning! One of the men carried it around while it burned!
We came back home afterwards and our parents put us to sleep as if nothing ever happened.
Our grandparents would start to come late at night. It was always on random days. I guess it would happen 2 to 4 times a month. Either my Grandpa and dad left or my Grandma and mom would leave. Either pair would be gone till late late at night.
One night however all four had to go and they could not leave us behind. We got into the car and drove and drove.. I could remember following a group of cars down a would be road to what seem to be nowhere.. But then we drove up onto an old house with half the roof intact.. There were alot of other cars here and we could see some of our cousins also.
Like us our cousins were in the car waiting also. A huge group of adults huddled together and then the men and woman went off into 2 groups.. I rolled down the window and heard some conversation..
" WE WILL HAVE TO CORNER THIS ONE! IT WILL TAKE ALL OF US! REMEMBER DO NOT LET IT START A COVERSATION WITH YOU.. IGNORE THE WHISTLES! AND DO NOT LOOK AT IT STRAIGHT IN THE EYES!!
My dad lead the group in and it all started! My brother and I heard the whistles first.. It was beautiful yet horrible.. We heard the men chasing it through the house.. We heard them fighting whatever was in there..
All the women Formed 2 lines outside that lead into a circle.. They were all holding torches.. My Grandpa then came out of the house and said "WE GOT IT!" The men had something trapped in a huge cotton cloth bag and were dragging it toward the circle of women.. My mom and grandma were part of that circle..
Whatever was in there was screaming in different voices all at once.. I rolled up the windows but could still hear it. Then the whistles came again.. More beautiful than ever, More horrible than before! The women then torched the creature and the sounds were unbearable.. The last thing I saw of the creature were 2 huge white wings that were left over burning! One of the men carried it around while it burned!
We came back home afterwards and our parents put us to sleep as if nothing ever happened.
Old stories.. Carried on.. Its our turn...
