My second story takes me back to Mexico at my grandpas house.
I am about 8 years old visiting my grandpa and his housekeeper in the slums of Mexico.
My grandpa has a cement and brick house with a road directly in front, and a large backyard about 30' by 60' with a large 8' tall solid brick wall around the entire back yard.
One night while sleeping in the front of the house I woke up on my cot, and I wanted to play with my bag of marbles.
I loved to shoot the marbles at each other and hear the clicks as they hit each other.
I am not afraid as I open the bedroom door, and walk down the center hallway that leads to the backyard.
There is a back patio with a roof cover and and a small outhouse away from the house and the backyard is pitch black. It is very silent outside, there is no noise from the chicken coup in the back of the yard.
The only light is coming from the patio which is make of bricks, the floor is cement.
I am the only one awake, and I begin to play marbles, I start hitting them back and forth within the space of the patio.
I go to hit a marble facing the backyard and I shoot it and miss, the marble goes rolling fast into the dark.
As I look up I see 2 glowing red eyes staring back at me, a few feet off the ground.
These eyes are demonic shaped, and glowing bright red.
I immediately jump up and run back to my room and jump in the bed, I cover myself with a blanket and fall asleep.
I can't remember if I told my parents about it, but it scared me that I never went out back at night.