OCTOBER 31, 2001……..GERMANTOWN WISCONSIN
I’ve always taken this experience with a personal grain of salt. My family of four and my uncle’s family of seven went to a haunted corn maze one Halloween. I’ve never enjoyed being scared for entertainment, and I really didn’t want to go. I remember fiercely refusing to even get in the car and was ultimately tricked into going. I remember holding my father’s hand as we walked through the corn, crying every time someone jumped out at me. The next thing I remember is being all alone, way in front of everyone else. I turned around and could hear them laughing/screaming behind me, but their voices never got closer or further away. I continued further, unsure what to do and utterly lost. I entered a large circular shaped section of the maze where multiple paths branched off in every direction. There were no structures or decorations, just flattened corn. I stood frozen. I waited for my family to catch up, but I couldn’t hear them anymore and began crying again, as a child would.
I heard rustling in the corn all around me and cried harder because I knew something was about to jump out at me. I was wrong, though. Nothing jumped out at me, but 4 very tall grey faced entities wearing the most decadent, shimmering and unusual robes I’d ever seen to this day began slowly walking towards me. I stopped crying and started shaking, vibrating even. I remember feeling very warm the closer they got. Once they were about 10 feet away, they all stretched their arms out toward me. I backed away slightly, but they kept moving closer. I stopped again. The entities got close enough to touch me, and they surrounded me. They all put their hands on my shoulders and head. Employees of this corn maze were strictly not allowed to touch guests, and I remember that being something my father telling me as we were previously walking. I remember hearing a very high-pitched ringing from this point on, that was only broken by the sound of my distressed mother running into the circular patch of corn. Everything changed here.
The entities were gone and the empty patch of corn was filled with decorations like old wooden wagons and plastic skeletons. Being so young I had absolutely no fucking clue what just happened, but I assumed it was part of the maze. As time passed and I got older I still hadn’t mentioned what I experienced with anybody. I must have been about 12 or so when I first asked my family if they remember me getting lost in a corn maze, and they did, but their stories never matched mine. In my mother’s eyes, something scared me so badly that I began running away and she lost sight of me. I’ve asked every single person who was there multiple times by now if there was a part of that maze that had people dressed as aliens, and every time I ask, I am laughed, sternly told no and that I just have an overactive imagination. This experience was so life altering for me and I remember it so vividly that I could perfectly draw every detail. Their skin, color, texture, and even a scar on the cheek of one of the entities still stands out. NOTE: The above image is CGI.
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