Talk:Rake/@comment-35433528-20180428200834

Today, our 2 friends knocked on our door with the golf cart in the background. They said they wanted to hunt for this "Rake" with me and my brother. So we went. We came back for a monster survival guide, another book on survival, binoculars, and skating equipment. At first, I thought this thing wasn't real, but once I had realized they went back to our house to get more gear, I realized they werent kidding.

So we go to the back of the bridle trail, and we see this huge hollow dirt pile and we suspect it was its home.

But there was a lamppost a couple meters from the entrance, and another meter down there was another hollow dirt pile- but smaller, for like one of its children. It was kind of like a throne, I thought it was.

We were still back there, investigating the fathers home. There were trees growing around it, abnormally.

There was a man that was mowing the fields behind us and me and my friends asked him about the strange pile of supposed dirt.

Turns out there was a pond nearby, and they dug it up so they could put water in. But the supposed home made of dirt, LATER FOUND OUT THAT IT WAS ROCK, was obviously not enough to fit a big pond. We wondered where the rest of the "dirt" would be.

Me and my friends were convinced that guy wasnt human, that he was hiding something from us. Then, near the pond, we found another trail, but much tinier than the one we walked on to get to the back of the bridle trail. Then we say strange clawmarks on the home and on the floor around it, plus the trail we walked on to get to the back.

But the tinier trail led to the backyard of our neighbors home.