All names have been changed so my friends don't get angry at me.
We were all fourteen at the time. One afternoon, a group of five of us all to to Bob's house to play video games. We decide that afterward, we're going to go to Jack's house to sleep over. At around 10, Josh and I leave to walk to his house to get his allergy medicine, with the plan to meet at Jack's later. We set out through the dark, suburban neighborhood. We take a few wrong turns on the way to Josh's house, but realize there's a path that will take us up through some woods, out through a park, and put us right across the street from his house. We decide to take the path. As we're leaving the woods and stepping onto the field that it opens on to, we see a man in the distance. He's holding the hand or leash of something small, a child or dog. There's absolutely no noise, and the field is completely dark. All we can see is the man's silhouette, cutting off about the waist. If he's with a kid, the kid would have had to be about three, way too young to be out that late. If it was a dog, why was he walking through the park instead of on the lit sidewalks? In either case, Josh and I are both really freaked out. It's just this man with something small and living, completely silent, walking through the completely dark field around 10. We still talk about it now, a year later.
