The following depiction was emailed in this week, and it goes as follows:

Romulus, MI - 1978

This happend to me a long long time ago...Dont recall much of itI recall very little of this because I was so young at the time. My family, however, seems to recall it very well. To this day I still have a hard time getting any information out of them about it. Whenever movies like the exorcist or Cujo come on someone would always say something like, "Do you remember way back at the farm house when you where a kid?" Then they would look at each other and say something along the lines of "yeah that was really weird" and it would always be left at that. Over that last few years I've pressed my mother and uncle for as many details as I could get out of them. It's been like prying a dirty family secret or something.

When I was around 7 years old, I lived on a farm house with my mom, her boyfriend, and my uncle. We had chickens, rabbits, and the usual assortment of farm cats. We had a few acres of land out back and your typical old rickety barn. Our house was set back off from a major road and had a decent amount of woods bordering the property with a major airport just up the street.

We had this really strange dog creature that would hang around the property. I say dog "creature" because this thing was far to big and intelligent to be a stray dog. The dog was very large as a big Grate Dane. It was black and had the upper body of a German Shepard and the lower body of a Doberman Pinscher and it had VERY pronounced red eyes. I'm told it also had a very musky scent to it. Im not saying it was a werewolf or a Dogman, but it was very "WEREWOLF LIKE". The dog would frequently stalk the edge of the woods on our property in the day, and it seemed to have no fear. My uncle would yell at it or throw things towards it to try to scare it off but it would simply rear up on its hind legs like a ram and charge at you for a short distance. We would frequently find dead chickens or rabbits after thunderstorms. We knew it was that dog thing because it would leave huge footprints in the mud and claw marks on the window ledges.. Sometimes we would find the screens ripped from our screen doors and windows. It would never outright attack us, but it did seem to enjoy taunting us and harassing us.

Now, this is where the story takes another strange turn and I do not recall any of this. Though, my family swears by it. One summer night my mom had left the window open in my bedroom at night so I could sleep. She was on her way to the bathroom and passed by my room and heard me talking to someone. She said she got pissed because it was way after my bedtime and figured I was up playing . She said she opened by bedroom door to tell me to cut it out and get to sleep. When she opened the door she saw me standing in my bed and I had apparently wet my pajamas, I was talking towards the window. I wasn't screaming or freaking out but seemed to be transfixed and talking in a low voice towards the window. She said I didn't even pay attention to her coming into the room or the lights coming on. When she looked towards the window, the dog had its two front paws pushed through the screen and was looking through the window at us and making a low growl. Its eyes glared red from the light of the room. (note the windows of this house where about 5 feet from the ground so that might give you an idea on size.)
She immediately freaked and said she threw a beer bottle at it to scare it off. She said she closed the window and closed the blinds.

My mom told me that for about a week after that I acted very strange. Like the way the kid acted in the movie the shinning. I would say things like " we don't want you here", "Our ghosts are food" or "God thinks your bad". The house cats would freak out whenever I was in the room. If anyone tried to pick one of the cats up, they would attack anyone that came close to them. For some reason I would take sewing needles or anything sharp I could find and pick my fingers till they would bleed then finger paint all over the walls with the blood. The house also had a very strong "septic tank" smell to it for a few days. Lights would burn out and pop and weird things would just happen. Understandably my mom and my uncle where really freaked out. My mom would just get mad at me and yell at me to stop acting so weird and talk normal.

Anyways about a week or two passed, My uncle was out back working on his truck when he saw the dog out at the edge of the woods making its way in towards the rabbit pen. At this point he was tired of dealing with it and went into the house to get his 22. Apparently he fired at it and hit it in the rear. the dog turned and ran into the woods. We didn't see it anymore after that. More or less, everything cleared up, We didn't have anymore weird smells, the cats relaxed and I started being a normal 7 year old kid.

For a long time I didn't take to much of this seriously. My mom was a child of the 60's and did more then a fair amount of partying. I always just figured she smoked something or maybe drank a bit to much. The dog could have just been a dog, the house was old so it may have had bad electrical, and I might have just been a weird kid reacting to my moms partying. But over the years when I asked other family members, they would all vouch and say that " yes something very weird was going on with you. There was a strange dog out in those woods.". My Aunt and Grandparents had all spoken in some way or another about it. My uncle would always make jokes about how if I didn't behave the dog in the woods would come and get me.

The only thing I recall was that weird dog in the window or out in the field. I always recall its eyes. You could see it's eye's out in the woods sometimes at night. I have bad dreams about it from time to time and this is what prompted me to really find out what I could. When I asked my mom about it over the holidays, her response was "Why do you want to think about that and how do you remember anything, anyway?"

(For a size comparison do a Google search on a Great Dane named Gibson the SIZE of that dog fits the description.)

Well that's my story and I'm sticking to it!


Re: That is a very interesting encounter that you and your family had. Has anybody else reported a sighting? Would you consider this being as paranormal or a cryptid?

It happened so long ago I'm not sure if anyone else reported it. I think I was around 7 when that happened. I hardly remember much of it except seeing the dog out in the fields and my mom always rushing me in the house. I'm 39 now so that gives you a idea how long ago it was. I was going to try to get more detail from my mom but she passed away over a year ago so I was never able to ask her more about it. That story I sent you was originally written 2 years ago I believe. I personally would have just wrote it off as a large dog but the rest of my family is adamant about it.

The area that it happened is all changed now. Its actually right down the road from where I live now. A car rental business sits on the spot that used to be the farm house. and what was the field out back is now a shipping center. Very little of the area is the same anymore.

As for what I think it was? I cant honestly say one way or another. If I had to guess I would say it was just a big wild dog, but for the fact of the "possession" for lack of a better term that I was told happened to me, I would have no idea what to think of it. I recall nothing about me being weird or any of that. When I look at the story as told to me, it has very strong aspects of both paranormal and Cryptid. But like I said, I recall very little of it and most of it could be skeptically explained away.