these are NOT real stories! Just wanted to make sure YOU ALL KNOW before you read and think i ment them to be.

It was a dark, gloomy night. The moon was showing brightly. I was driving home and it was around midnight. My car broke down so I was walking to the nearest town. As I walked past a field I heard movement so I looked to see what had made it. To my surprise I saw a bunch of figures slowly icking the plants. The figures were floating (yes floating) along from plant to plant picking the leaves. Then I realized why they were pick the leaves, the plants were pot plants.
I quickly desided to get away from there and turned to run when suddenly one of the figures popped up in front of me. It sorry he was about 6'2" and had on the traditional clothing of the Potawatomi tibe on. Slowly he started coming closer to me. Then when he was about a foot away from me he reached out and grabbed my arm. I tried to get away but he wouldn't let go. He tightened his grip. Slowly he started pulling me. I tried to resist, but then I realized he was pulling me towards the town.
After we reached the town he looked at me and told me not to tell anyone about what saw. Then just as quickly as he apeared he was gone.I quickly found the repair shop and got help with my car then I headed home. I vowed never to take that way home again. That night in my sleep that gost came to me. He told me that I was going to die because of wahat I saw unless I did as he directed. He told me to get 4 large bags and go to that field. Then he told me to close my eyes and count to ten (1 mississippi, 2 mississippi). Then open my eyes and take the bags that would then be full to a tree and dig a hole and burry them there. I did what he said and now I sit here to tell you my story.