One day when I was nine I was walking through the woods in my backyard. I have a very large forest where many creepy things have happened, and this was one out of about 100.
I was walking through the woods, unaware that anything possibly could go wrong, when I saw a flash of light across a hole in the ground. I quickly walked over, oblivious that I probably should not. I peered in the hole and I literally saw a snake slithering into the ground. I turned around and saw a dark shadow running into the woods. It was about six or seven feet tall and was just gliding around the woods in the distance. It was literally gliding, about one foot of the ground.
I started to run, but about 100 feet ahead in my path I saw the same apparition. So I started to run harder, harder than I had ever run. I had a gun in my hand, but involuntarily dropped it on the ground. I glanced up, and I could have sworn I saw a squirrel jumping from branch to branch above me. I looked ahead and still saw the shadow gliding a whole 12 inches off the ground, staying about 100 feet away from me no matter ho hard I ran. I didn't know if I was chasing it or if it was chasing me. (Mind that I was about 1 mile out in the woods, and my house was about 2 miles away.) I ran on harder, the shadow gliding in front of me, the squirrel above me, and a deep, monotone voice laughing behind me.
All of a sudden I tripped, and everything vanished. The squirrel, the shadow, the laughing. A weird calmness came over me, and I ran the rest of the way home without stopping once. Even to this day, I almost feel the shadow watching me every time I go into those woods.