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What's that lurking outside? Tapping on your window. Scratching at your back door.

Welcome back to the swamp my friends. It's good to see you made it back for another episode.

Today we're going to be sharing some creepy and allegedly true cryptid encounters

sent in by viewers just like you. This is episode number 50 of this series. It's a big milestone

to hit and I'm excited to share these stories. As always, if you have a story that you would like

to share, send it in at swampdweller.net or the email you can find in the description down below.

I'd love to share your story with everyone here in the swamp.

Hey swampdweller, I want to start this off with some background. It was in my early 20s when

this happened, so I was young and naive and believed in helping people as much as I could.

I have learned from this experience that I need to be more careful who I help and I call a friend.

So, as I said I was in my early 20s, I had just gotten married to my husband a year prior.

When we got married, I decided I would move to his hometown, which is a population of 100 or so,

if you count your pets. It was extremely small and everyone truly knew everyone.

My husband of course loves it out here because he has all his friends, a skip jump and a hop away.

I, on the other hand, felt super lonely as I stayed home with my daughter while my husband works.

There was nowhere close to go, not even a store without driving an hour and a half.

So yeah, it's a whole other kind of lonely out here.

I was desperate for a friend, so it was perfect when my husband's friend introduced me to his

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