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When I was in high school I was a dorky 4 eyed guy that could never get a girlfriend so I had many nights free to hang out with my friends. My friend Malcolm and I always used to hang out and do stuff together. One time always sticks out in my mind and it always makes me laugh when I think back on it.

It was the summer after my first year of high school and Malcolm and I decided ot sneek out and wander the town. I must first tell you that we were really into aliens and paranormal stuff and we were always looking for stuff like that. Well on this night there was a great heat lightning show going on and our overactive imaginations got the best of us.

We started out just wandering around avoiding any headlights that might be police, afterall curfew was midnight and it was 2:00 A.M. We started watching the heat lightning and we just knew it was all centering pver a place called Bum Holler. This just couldn't be heat lightning, why would heat lightning be moving over the certain spot? Well we decided to find out. So we got on the railroad tracks and followed them over to the holler. It was located right off the tracks, about fifty feet from them. The name of the holler was supposedly given to it when our town and the neighboring towns were big railroad towns. As the story goes all the bums that had hopped a train would get off and sleep in this holler (which is really not much more than about a 1/2 mile x 1/4 mile stand of trees). Then after getting a little drunk on cheap booze and causing some trouble would hop back on the train the following morning.

When we arrived there it did seem like the heat lightning was right above the place. Malcolm and I just knew something strange was going on so we decided to go in using the delapidated path that ran through it. So in we went. We were walking and talking silently as if not to scare away the alien or spirit that we just knew had to be in there. We got about an 1/8 mile into it and thought we heard some noises. Well we actually did but they definitely weren't coming from anything we were thinking. We pulled ourselves together and walked on. We got probably another 1/8 mile in and heard a twig snap loudly. The imagination kicked in and all the sci-fi and horror movies we had ever seen flooded our minds. We just knew that we weren't the ones looking for something anymore, there was something looking for us! Or so we thought. We were froze in our tracks until there was another snap and it was off to the races. We could have put Carl Lewis to shame as we fled out of there as quick as our legs could carry us. We didn't stop until we got about a 1/4 mile down the train tracks. When we did we sat down on hte track and caught our breaths. When we raised our heads and looked at each other we couldn't but laugh thinking about how fast we got the heck out of the trees. We sat there a while longer amd figured our excitement for the night was done so we started to walk home.

We no more than got a 1/4 mile when we saw a cop car come around the corner heading for the railroad crossing 40 feet in front of us. We dropped like rocks to our stomachs and laid on the track. As the car crossed the crossing I heard Malcolm humming the Mission Impossible theme song. Which caused another big laughing fit. When we finally composed ourselves we got up and made it home about 20 minutes later. Where we made some grilled cheese sandwiches and talked about our little adventure. Then hit the sac at about 5:00 A.M.

Maybe you are wondering "What the H*** is he talking about this for?" Which is what I want you to be thinking so that I can make my point of this whole story. Remember when you were younger and could find fun in about any situation. It wasn't about spending money on something to do but entertainment was everywhere, maybe it wasn't in heat lightning and "stalking aliens" for everyone but as a kid we can have fun with just about anything. As you grow older for some reason we start to believe I have to buy this, so I can do this, so I will have fun. I wish that growing up didn't mean you had to give up the childish imagination that could allow you to believe that every old run down house was haunted or aliens hid their ships when coming to earth in heat lightning. It was so much cheaper and easier to have fun when having that type of imagination wasn't looked upon as being immature. Now kids are too old or cool to do that type of thing by the time they are 10. Why? Because society has said that isn't the way to be a grown up or mature. Why can't people keep part of their child like imagination to enjoy anytime instead of abandoning it? They want to be successful and rich and think that will keep them from becoming might be a reason...... Stephen King seems to be pretty darn successful and he has kept the imagination flowing. Why can't we all?