Cerca july 1975 my brother and i entered the woods behind two of our childhood friends homes between by are lane westboro ma and what is now the ballpark. brian pointed out a shape in the tree, it was facelike, and the tree then began moving rapidly with little ambient wind. a few seconds later the wind picked up. i told him we should run. we ran to the edge of the marsh, he saw a footprint about twenty incheslong and odd looking. it was oblong. we proceeded toward a sand pit i yelled go left it is big and cannot follow through the more dense woods and thicket. we got scratched up by the thorns and emerged at a pond out of a normal smelling marsh. we assumed later fecal matter seeped from septic systems making the pond stinky. the pond was in a clearing no felled trees or branches overhung it. we were cutoff, needed to cross to exit fast. i remember my legs and feet getting caught up in what felt like sticks, i pulled them upwards, they broke free easily, what felt like sticks lightly hitting my legs but not floating, they were not buoyant but not heavy. the pond got deeper, muck up to our knees, some particles scratched our legs. we exited the pond and sand pit, ran home. we went to the laundry room and almost threw up from the rancid smell, what smelled like rotting flesh and fecal matter. we never spoke of it. we're terrified. movies came out with it in it with sagorny weaver and we were sickened.It looked like the attached photos but not these photos