Scary Stories

Chap 5

kunekune

Kunukune is described as an unidentifiable white squiggle, moving back and forth in the distance.Nobody Knows exactly what it looks like because anyone who has seen it has lost their mind. One Japanese man tells of an encounter he has as a child with the Kune Kune:

When I was young, my parents brought my olderbrother and I to visit my grandfather and granmother. We didn't see her very much because she lived way out in the countryside, in Akita.

As soon as we arrived at our grandparents'house, my brother and I went out to play. The air was much fresher and cleaner than it was in the city. We walked through the rice fields enjoying the wide open spaces.

The san was high in the Sky and there was no breeze. The heat was no breeze. The heat was stifling and after a while, l started to get tired. Then, my brother stopped suddenly. He was staring at something in the ditance.

"What are you looking at?" I asked.

"That thing over there," he replied.

The rice fields stroked as far as the eye could See, and the area was completely deserted. I squinted my eyes, but 1 couldn't make out what it was. for away, across the fields, there was a white thing, about the size of a person. It was moving and wiggling As if it was fluttering in the breeze.

"Maybe it's a scarecrow," I said.

"That's not a scarecrow," my brother replied. "Scarecrows don't move like that."

"Maybe it's a sheet, then," I said.

"No, it's not a sheet," he replied. "There are no other houses around here. Besides, there's no wind but it's still moving get and wiggling. What the heck is that thing?"

I had a strange and uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.

My brother ran back to the house and when he returned, he was carrying a pair of binoculars.

"Oh! Can I see?" I asked, excitedly.

I made a grab for the binoculars, but he pushed me back.

"No, me first!" He said with a chuckle. "I'm the oldest. You can a look when I'm done."

As soon as my brother put the binoculars up to his eyes, I noticed his expression suddenly changed. His face grew pale and he broke out into sweat. He dropped the binoculars on the ground and I could see fear in his eyes.

"What was it?" I asked, nervously.

My brother replied slowly.

"There it is... there it is... there it is..."

It was not my brother's voice.

Without another word, he turned and started walking back to the house. Something didn't feel right. With trembling hands, I bent down and picked up the binoculars, but I was too scared to look through them.

In the distance, the white object was still twisting and turning.