creepster at grandmas house

wait until you meet the creepster my grandpa said grandma came around the corner that was the end of this conversation what did he say to you? nothing, I replied it seemed like a secret I spent six days on the farm before the creepster approached me I could not tell by the voice if he was a he or a she remember Big Bird’s voice? it sounded like that he/she wanted all kinds of attention for me I went about my business, feeding the chickens and lambs ignoring the creepster for about forty minutes Then he/she/it pulled my hair that’s when I took the creepster down on the ground landing hard on nothing; an aberration is not solid. I felt more fearful of this entity after that. I saw the creepster on and off for years; we were never friends.