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Lostpoet · M
Me and my brothers used to walk the train tracks when we were kids scavenging. One day as we were doing that we found this hangout under a bunch of trees in the golly, and there were beer cans, pages of adult magazines, cigarett butts, scattered everywhere with some of the beer cans having dog bite marks in them and there was something that looked like somebody sleeping next to a man made fire pit under a sleeping bag. When my brother checked under the sleeping bag he found a rotting decapitated dead dog it looked like a german shepard and obviously this freaked us out a bit, so we left. And we must have walked like a hundred feet farther when we found the head. I was around seven when this happened. It was '94 or '93 and there was a lot of satanism going on back then. I think we stumbled on some sort of weird satanic ritual. We were all Lds so this all seemed really surreal to me.