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SHORT It was the strangest thing I had ever seen…
STORIES

It was the strangest thing I had ever seen and but I continued observing.
I had never thought that the particular one
night in Jomsom would be my most mem- This creature had thick fur, whiter than the
orable trip that I could never forget. I still snow of the mountains that lay behind it. It
can’t get the image of the pitch-black sky, the had these pointy but short horns. Its eyes
mountains at the back of the scene-rising glowed bright blue. It had more than six
above the clouds, the empty streets which limbs and wings. It seemed to be grunting,
were ghost-quiet, and that creature. A crea- and its warm breath could be seen in the
ture or being that I can’t seem to forget. chilling air. It was moving around suppos-
edly eating the weeds that grew on the pave-
It all started when I first arrived in Jomsom. ment. The way I described it makes it sound
My parents had found a restaurant nearby hideous and grim. But it was captivating and
the hotel we were staying at. The following pleasant. I tried to capture a picture of this
night we went to that restaurant. The owner beautiful but strange creature, but it saw me
of the restaurant played the saxophone and and swiftly flew away into the mountains.
tourists stayed around him cheering. I felt
I panicked and shut the win-
dows. I could still see its large
wings flapping up and down,
slowly getting smaller as it flew
farther and further away. In a
state of shock, I ran down to get
my parents. They were already
coming back to the hotel, laugh-
ing and smiling. My mother
spotted me. “What happened?
Are you okay?” she asked. “Did-
did you see it? Did you see that
creature? It had horns and - six
feet and bright blue eyes and
white-” I stuttered. “It could just
be one of those goats,” my dad
interrupted. “Now go to bed,
you’ve had a long day”. But they
didn’t understand, it wasn’t just
a ‘goat’, it was much more. But I
remained quiet.

full after eating and decided to head back I will never forget that night. I know for a
early. I wore my jacket and headed outside. fact that the creature I saw was real. The trip
I could see my breath in the air as I walked to Jomsom was thrilling, but I still can’t get
back. I entered my room and wore my pa- my mind off of the being I saw. No matter
jamas. I looked outside the window, trying how many portraits I try to draw of it, noth-
to comprehend the alluring scenes of the ing is as close to the most mysterious and
grand mountains. The melody of the saxo- strangest thing I have ever seen.
phone could still be heard. No one was on by Sunnivah Shrestha
the streets until I saw something moving.
The hazy fog covered it, so I could only see it
slightly. It was an odd figure. I was terrified

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