This happened like a month ago during spring break. My cousins and I were building a club in the woods in the afternoon. I volunteered to go out to find some wood deeper in the woods. So I walked down a path until I reached a small clearing. I then walked on top of a mound and started to look around. Then suddenly I heard a deep growl coming from one direction. I stood there frozen on the spot. The growl didn't sound like anything on earth. Then suddenly I heard a rustling from nearby bushes. I quickly turned my head and saw something that made me turn pale. I saw and old ragged man with a bushy beard, he looked at me with piercing ice blue eyes. I let out a shocked gasp and started running back to where my cousins were like Hell was chasing me. I never looked back either, in fear that I might see the man chasing me. I finally found my cousins and told them about what happened. They believed me too, because they saw him once. They called him the hermit of the woods, and he wasn't very friendly. After that I never went back inside those woods alone, I can still remember those icy blue eyes, full of hate.

Lindsay, Ohio