A day at the mountain
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This is a true story about something terrifying that happened to me just the other day. This was not paranormal, but the likelihood of this event might suggest that it is. It was a day at the mountain, snowboarding, relaxing, all around having fun. I was tired after a long day of snowboarding, so I decided to go to the lodge and wait for my brothers to finish their last run, and after that we would go home. It was while I was waiting that I saw IT. It was big, meanacing, and as dark as the shadows. I froze solid as it walked past me, if you could even call it that. It was if it was limping, with its head erect and chest thrown out. As it left, only one thought occured to me, "Since when do black people ski?".