It’s time to re-post the Giant Cricket Story. Keep in mind; this tale is 100% true. No matter how crazy it sounds. It happened.
The Summer of Giant Crickets!
Truth can easily be as strange or stranger as fiction. Much of what I’ve experienced would overload the average individual’s wierdshitometer. This event took place during the Summer of 2017.
I’d been spending quite a bit of time at a friend’s house in Aurora, Colorado. My buddy had a workshop in his backyard, and a few of his friends [including myself] would hang out in the evening. Sobriety was not required.
When my buddy and another friend told me they’d seen a giant black cricket, I scoffed—chalking it up to drugs, possibly a hallucinogen such as LSD, mushrooms, or something even more inappropriate. Possibly a huffing combination of spray paint, gas, and Elmer’s Glue. Most of the people who frequented the property had priors. A history of bending, stretching, and completely altering both the truth and reality.
As fate would have it. The following evening I was sitting alone in the same outbuilding, waiting patiently for my friend to show up. The shed was divided into two areas, with a wall splitting the structure down the middle. The wall ran halfway through the shed, allowing someone to pass easily from one side to the other.
I was sitting on a chair when I noticed something moving out of the corner of my eye. I expected to see a large mouse. Critters were often seen and heard throughout the night. The creature was as big. Easily compared to a pack of cigarettes [100s not regular]. From behind the dividing wall, it strolled slowly into the room, looked at me, turned around, and then did a 180. Disappearing from my line of sight. The monster’s head was large. I could make out features of its face. F**k You, Jiminy Cricket!
I paused for a few seconds, trying to wrap my mind around what I’d seen. Looking back, I probably said something like, “huh, no kidding. That crazy bastard was telling the truth.” A quick search turned up nothing but dust and spiders. Arachnids of all sorts were common in the shed. Thankfully, the creature was a stupid cricket and not a giant spider.
A few nights later, I spotted another giant black cricket. However, this one was smaller, slightly larger than a silver dollar. Never again have I seen such a creature. I was not using hallucinogenics or anything else that would cause such a sighting.
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