hauntedliving

The other night I went outside to put a bag of trash in the trunk of my car.  I have to park near the barn which is a good way from the house. Each time I have to do this at night I get scared.  I hear rustling in the bushes and trees each and every time I go out at night.  It never fails to happen.  Part of me knows it is most likely just night squirrels or owls but another part of me knows it could be a bobcat or a bear.  Even a deer at the wrong time of year can be dangerous.

As soon as I got outside that night I heard the usual rustling sounds.  The first rustling sound came from my left. Then the noise came from behind me.  I turned around so fast to see what was behind me that I saw stars.  I stood as still as a mouse for a full ten minutes too scared to move.  When I didn’t hear anything else I opened the trunk and placed the trash bag inside.  I then shut the trunk and started to walk away when an Armadillo came out from under my car just inches from my left foot.  I screamed and turned to run for the house.  But that Armadillo had anticipated what I would do next.  He had dug holes just at the right spots.  My right foot went into one of the holes and down I went, face first on the damp cold ground.  He didn’t count on how fast I can be when I’m scared because I was up and running again in mere seconds.  He made an attempt to cut me off but I watch football.  I made a touchdown in no time flat at the back door.  I jerked the door open and made it safely inside with no time to spare. I peaked outside to see the Armadillo flash me a satisfied and triumph look before casually digging into the grass by the back porch.

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