I called this experience as going to the Devil's Stomping Ground...I was feeling a bit down at the world at the time when I decided to go for a drive to clear my head as they say. This was when I lived in Kansas and the place I drove to was a place nicknamed "goofy cove" at tuttle creek. I parked in a gravel lot overlooking the lake and it was late at night...a bit cold and very forbidden. I turned off the car and just sat there looking out over the dark lake trying to get my thoughts together. I was very much alone in the middle of this gravel parking lot and could see all around me. Suddenly I heard gravel crunching and felt a presence near the car. I looked all around and saw nothing there..yet I heard very heavy footsteps pounding around the car. I felt a presence there... yet could not see a thing. It was very real and yes very frightning. I quickly turned on the cars motor and peeled out of that parking lot. I never saw a thing but heard those very heavy footsepts and felt a pure evil presents....to this day I have no clue as to what happened but feel that the ole' big hauncho himself tried to pay me a visit on that night.
