This is a 100% true the only inaccuracies are the dates of the encounter and the exam as I can not remember them for definite, due to them being over a year ago. Although I have tried to make them as accurate as I possibly can by working out the general proximity of the following events to one another. But please take this story in absolute seriousness as it is 100% true.
I am an 18 year old male who lives in Belfast, Ireland. I have just finished school along with my A Levels in 2010 at St. Malachy's College, Belfast. I have only been able to pluck up the courage to share my experience with others as quite frankly, the encounter one year ago, and the events that occurred after it petrified me.
It was late May, approximately the 29th or 30th when I was at home studying for my upcoming AS English Literature exam, which was I think on the 14th of June. It was coming up to 9pm (I know this for a fact as I never study past 9pm - it's scientifically proven that what you 'learn' past 9pm is only short term and therefore useless). Anyways it was night time and the skies were dark...but not pitch black, there was enough light to be able to vaguely make out the textures and dimensions of the outside world.
As I sat there at my dining room table reading up notes on The Great Gatsby, I felt tense and overworked from all the revision I had done throughout the day. And so since it was approaching 9 O' Clock, I closed my book, lent back on my chair and rubbed my eyes. After a couple of minutes I reopened them, and my point of vision was on the now closed study book. For some reason my eyes slowly dragged their gaze towards the right; to the dining room's glass patio door that connected to the back garden.
Less than 6 feet away from me I clearly saw the image of a large, black dog. It stood as still as a corpse behind the glass door and had its back turned to me. But this dog wasn't the conventional dog shape. Though its fur was thick, black and shaggy I could clearly make out its body shape, it was the size of a calf, or a Irish wolfhound. The torso however resembled more like that of a lion. It was thicker, more muscular and bulkier. Like a lion it had those distinctive raised shoulders on its back, like a hump of muscle just below the neck that gradually descended into an arch on its back. I even saw its lengthy muscular legs (They weren't overly long like an Irish wolfhound's though, they were more in proportion to those of a lion).
As I sat there, staring at it for a couple of minutes I also noticed that attached to that lion-like body was its large head. The head resembled that of a wolf more than a general dog. Its ears pointed upwards like two spikes stabbing at the sky. It's long nose protruding out from its skull, pointing towards the bushes and fence at the bottom of my garden.
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