Any advice?

I was out in Illinoi around 14. We stopped to rest for a bit in this big broad ass area just surrounded by fields. I saw them first. My grandfather didn't. Big, black canine like things. I say like because they moved weird. Almost like they didn't quite belong on all fours. I saw 2 at first, up the road from us, then another one off to the right. Just far enough that I didnt quite understand what I was seeing. All I felt was a terror like nothing else. Ice in my gut.

I shook my grandad, trying to wake him. He was dead to the world at that point so I grabbed his gun out of the glove box. Don't even remember what it was at that point. I got out of the van and stood in the road, watching these fucking things circle the van. They didnt seem like animals. Too human. The faces weren't right. Proportions weren't right.

I shot once in the air, keeping my eyes on one of them. First thing I noticed was the eyes. They weren't canine. They were human. I moved back toward the van, keeping the gun aimed at whichever one drew closer. One of them got too close and I fired until the gun clicked and clicked before my uncle's teaching kicked in. I reloaded and kept moving back.

You don't know fear until you shoot something 4 or 5 times and you know you hit it but it just stares at you. My grandfather grabbed my shirt and dragged me into the van and we took the fuck off. We haven't spoken about it since. But those things followed us for at least 20 miles. We didn't stop until we were in PA. I think my grandfather believes it didn't happen.

Like I said. When you see one, you leave. Respect it, and don't fucking ask questions.

Don't try to fight, don't try to be a hero

@Foxhound Is this story from you?

Yep.

Just asking

Yep. Somewhere around 14 or 15. Mind you, that's like 3 concussions ago so it's a little hazy. But shit like that stays with you.

Wish I had stories to tell

Moral of what we're telling you: Don't fuck with shit that isn't killable.

No. You don't. Trust me on that.

I still see that shit in my nightmares man.

I mean, not batshit crazy stories

But it reminds me how my life's boring

And idiot

Maybe this is the reason why I'm so unfaithful

I'd trade half the shit I've seen for a boring life anyday

No you don't

Two extremes

I would in a heartbeat.

Wouldn't even need to consider it

Having a nice plain life without knowing and seeing some of the shit I've seen?

Fuck man. Wouldn't pass on that

That's not a thing I should judge

But I judge a boring life

Nice view

You wake up and you remind yourself everyday that this day will be the same as everyday you lived

Nothing change

That's why you go out and make friends with interesting and colorful people who are willing to do crazy shit

And all you want to do is sleep

Look at every day as an adventure waiting to be had. Seek that shit out

Don't wait for it to come to you

@AKAlexei Brazil isn't a land of good opportunities

Oh. Right. Forogt

*forgot

I go out of my house and feel depressed only looking from your porch

I don't have a porch, but you know what I mean

Move back to the states dude

Seriously

There's a favela not very far from here