Yoo,

Story time MFs.

So Ive been living here for like past 10 years or so

I live in the countryside

POLISH countryside

I have a gate in my backyard thats like 10 meters away from the woods

So Im basically living IN the forest

And theres this house on my street

I dont know who lives there

But I wouldnt be surprised if it was someone new than even a few years back

BUT…

There’s this ONE and quite vivid memory that’s been living rent-free in my head for like last 6 years or so

About 6 years ago…

When I was a little shit who didnt know crap about anything other football and minecraft

(most common polish childhood)

There was this guy that was living in the said house with his parents

He was like 15-17 yo

And they were well above 50+ yo

I hung out with him a handful of times

Once or twice in the woods

And maybe a couple of times in his backyard

Kicking balls

Goofing around and shi

I think he had like 2 of these york rats

(Im resisting the urge to go on a homicidal spree when hearing those fuckers bark)

I remember we were jumping on his trampoline a couple times

And overall these times were pretty okay

BUT…

Of course there has to be some fuckin dark plot twist to this story

And I can pretty clearly remember this ONE situation

Which at the time was pretty creepy and unsettling

But when I look at it

It was autistic at MOST

And it was the last time I EVER hung out with him

So take a seat

Curdle your toes up

Get on an edge of your sofa

And listen up

So one time

We went to the forest behind my house

We were probably picking out some cool lookin sticks

Obviously imaging ourselves with futuristic guns just blazing and slaughtering innocent civilians

Possibly talking about minecraft

And then…

Someone flipped the switch

We were talking about something

And he started saying weird shit like

Im gonna turn into a werewolf

You better run

I dont want to hurt you

And started AGGRESIVELY chewing on a fuckin wooden stick

I didnt know what the fuck to do

I was asking him to explain himself

Shitting my pants

He was REFUSING to elaborate further

Probably thinking hes some anime main protagonist

Like these scenes where they tell their friends to run away so they can engage the villain by themselves

And I was a pussio so I ran away

Shitting my pants

Unironically thinking hes gonna turn into some abomination

But he was obviously

AUTISTIC

Since then I never hung out with him even ONCE

I only seen him a couple of times when going on my bus

Now I know this goofy story sounds like straight out of Looney Tunes

But trust me

Ive been holding it in for all these years

And only yesterday when I was going back home

I looked at the house and thought

Damn thats gonna make a fire email

And here we fuckin are

Let me know how believable all this sounds on a scale of 1-10.

Cya

~ Aywo out