The Orgeron woods

I see stuff online about the woods so many times, I learned all the rules and what you don't do but something about being in the moment is different. You don't think, your body freezes, and fight or flight kicks fast.

This story takes place in the summer of 2019 in Astoria on my aunt's property. For reference, it was entirely surrounded by woods but hills separated a garden area the house, and the furthest path by the woods which is where I had been walking around. I hear my aunt calling me for dinner up the hill and walking towards it. I hear a branch snap by me in the treeline, my head turns and I see something that could only be described as a fucked slender man. Elongated body, no face, claws. The claws will never leave my mind because of the pure size of them, must've been two feet each. I ran so fast, I don't think I ever ran that fast before in my life. I knew I wasn't meant to go towards the voice but i felt like if i didn't see it it would've been worse.