When I was in elementary school, my science teacher was apparently attacked by a creature resembling a kappa on his way home.

He was walking behind an irrigation channel when suddenly something attacked

him from behind. It wrestled him to the ground, then dragged him away with amazing strength.

He managed to stab the creature's arm with a pen he had in his pocket, and, when it flinched,

he ran to a nearby house.

He explained what was going on, and nervously they armed themselves and went outside

to check.

But the creature was already gone.

It had run off with my teacher's lunchbox.

It was dark, so he didn't clearly see what it was, but it was around

the size of a first or second grader with wet skin. It didn't make any sounds, but it was incredibly

strong, so strong that my teacher, who was a skilled judo practitioner, could do nothing against it.

When he told us this the following morning, he was frantic. We all trembled and some girls even

cried. It was almost like we were there with him. He also brought it up at the staff

meeting and recommended that students walk home in groups with him. He also brought it up at the staff meeting, and recommended that students walk home in

groups with adults patrolling the area.

But no one took him seriously, so he tried to bring it up at the PTA instead.

But again, everyone laughed him off.

My mother was at the meeting and said he was really angry about it.

Before long, that teacher took a leave of absence, or maybe he was forced, and we never saw

him again.

No one brought up what happened and everyone soon moved on.

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