so around when i was 4-5 my parents decided it would be a swell idea to go to middle-of-nowhere (state near SC, i dont really remember) for a party?? i dont remember what it was about but there was this HUGEE barn and there was literally open fire with no container in the driest barn you could think of (plus it was like 1 in thr morning) so i was getting kinda bored so be my big brother and my cousins decided to wonder off (it was like?? a flat square of land the suve of a 2 football fields with t h i c c forest all around it) and we found what looked like a burned down shed / gazebo now, my dad haf EXPLICITLY told me to not wonder off, as , in his word "we were going to a place with high crime rates, dangerous wildlife, and were all probably gonna we drunk and its 1 in the morning. dont wonder off" so we wondered off. as we were getting closer i noticed a HORRIBLE smell, like a rottong corpse (👀) and as i got closer ILL NEVER GET THE IMAGE OF A BLOODY, BURNT-OUT CORPSE OUTTA MY HEAD. (

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i dont know if it was the "high crime rates" or the "dangerous wildlife" or maybe th e fact that the structure looked burnt down, but god it was horrific.. suffice to say i ran back to the barn because it smelled horrible. you see, as a kid, i wasnt ever creeped out. in fact, i was more intriguing at this than scared (also cause i had like no sleep and i probably couldn't tell with my lil 4 year old brain that "oh shit hes dead"