The Old West Beast

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Story type: Ghost
Location: Arizona
Source: Form Submission

Me and my dad where camping in our tent out west. Before it began to get dark we walk out and sat down on one of the old wild west porches. My father said the used them for film making but, they were still creepy looking. My father said he was leaving and I told him I would stay there a little longer. About five minutes after he had left I heard on of the floor boards creek behind me and I spun around to see nothing. Then I heard it again but whith a low growling, I turned around to see a beast with fangs and black fur. I thought it was a wolf or coyote, but as soon as it had appeared it disappeared. It took me a minute to get my breath back and to stop my heart from pounding. I ran to my dad and told him what I had saw, but he didn't belive me of course.