The Campfire Thread

[drcroc]

Well it's been a while, huh?  As time went on and we all went about our daily lives, I'm sure things changed and we all grew at least a little bit, which each of us ourselves now have stories of difficulties and personal triumphs in life.  I know I have some.  One thing that never changed for me though is that I'm very interested in stories about things which one could consider out of the ordinary, whether that being an encounter with strange persons or even an alien visitation.  Who really knows what we have all experienced over the years, unless we share with one another.  So do any of you have any good stories that would interest you to talk about?  I suppose they would be especially appropriate if they would be something you would tell while sitting next to an actual crackling campfire with your friends, but that requires a bit of imagination.

I'll start off with a weird one a few years ago.  I was living alone out in the country, only a few neighbors but we were all really spread out.  It was late and night, at least midnight, and I had been waiting a while for my friend to drop something off for me.  They hadn't come by before and GPS barely works out there so once I figured they were close I went outside under the carport and sat on the steps to wait for them to text me again.  It was raining pretty hard and there were big puddles everywhere on my old driveway, so it had been raining a while.  While sitting there I noticed a little light going on and off regularly in the neighbor's yard across the street.  It was way too dark to see anything, but I could tell this small light was slowly going on and off, shining on a metal shed on the right side of the yard from my perspective.  Not big or bright enough to be a mounted floodlight or any such thing, I did take notice of this light and started paying attention to it.  It wasn't moving at all though so eventually I tried to just write it off, for my peace of mind if nothing else.

Eventually my friend did show up and even though I still was thinking about that light, I just put it in the back of mind and talked to my friend and then he went on his way.  I went back inside but started figuring maybe this light I saw was malfunctioning, mounted on a storm cellar I never noticed or a pole next to the driveway.  Even though I did wonder about it I eventually went to bed and didn't think about it until sometime the next day when it was bright and sunny outside, so I made it a point to look in that yard when I left to go to the store.  There was not a pole or anything there next to the driveway where that light was, which leads me to believe there was in fact a person standing out there for an hour at least while I was paying attention, maybe longer, not moving, in a downpour, slowly blinking a flashlight on and off.  It still actually creeps me out now to think about it.  I never saw it again and before long someone moved in on a nearby piece of land and got a big white floodlight installed that turns on every night, which I'm sure deters people from doing such stuff.  I just wonder what was going on and if it was somehow related to my constant feeling of not actually being alone in that house or around it.