No.

This is creepy.

A podcast dedicated to sharing the most famous chilling and disturbing creepy pastas and urban legends in the world.

Whether these stories truly happened or are simply fabrications is for you to decide.

These stories may contain graphic depictions of violence and explicit language.

Listener discretion is advised.

Creepy presents. I won't call it a monster.

Written by Rebecca Cuthbert and narrated by Michelle Kane.

Jack's great-grandfather told his son never to chop down the gnarled old tree,

and Jack's grandfather told his son never to chop down the gnarled old tree.

And Jack's father told Jack never to chop down the gnarled old tree. And Jack's father told Jack never to chop down the gnarled old tree. But Jack, my

stupid fucking husband, Jack, went and chopped it down anyway. Well, he tried to anyway. He stopped when something, some actual goddamn thing,

took our daughter. I haven't decided yet whether or not I'm going to leave him. Would you?

If you were me, would you leave him? I bet you would. I'll back up.

It was four days ago, a perfect Sunday afternoon here. It's his family's cabin, passed down from

father to son for four generations.

Cammy loved it here.

No, loves it here.

How can I be talking like my six-year-old is past tense?

My baby who will turn seven in August and who loves horses and wants to be a ninja when she grows up.

I've explained what happened that day 20 times.

To the local cops, to the Sheriff's Department, to the Stadies, to some guy in sunglasses and a black suit from God knows what government agency.

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