I moved 800 miles away but still couldn't escape the thing from my family home...

Six years ago I wrote my first experience with “Kirekh”. It was a terrible experience. Looks like Kirekh has returned.

After what happened in my family home, I moved as far away from there as I could, about 800 miles away.

I never wanted to see or hear about Kirekh again but someone didn’t agree with that.

I was making myself a late night snack when I noticed two glowing eyes in the forest. A deer, I thought and continued making the sandwiches.

Being really hungry I made 4 peanut butter and jam sandwiches and sat on the dinner table to eat them.

While eating I saw the glowing eyes again but a little bit closer. They were high up, too high for a deer. My mind started racing and I got this feeling I hadn’t felt in years.

It must have been Kirekh.. I went outside to check it out but it was already long gone. Didn’t leave any tracks.

Next morning I found out that my neighbour had seen it as well. Or at least my neighbours description matched Kirekh completely.

“Yo man, did you see anything weird last night?” He asked while taking the mail.

“What do you mean by weird?” I asked back because I didn’t want to seem crazy.

“Something big and scary, it had glowing eyes and some kind of horns,” He replied.

That’s when I knew Kirekh was back to take me. It was back to cause me harm and remind me of the forgotten sacrifices.

That day I prepared to face Kirekh again. I got all the memories from the earlier experience flooding back. The goat that was torn apart in my yard and the goat placed on the tree branch.

Both of those memories made me anxious and made me want to move again but this time I decided to fight it.

I figured that Kirekh would bother me for the rest of my life or at least for how long it was alive. Kirekh wouldn’t forget the missed sacrifices.

Later I went to a hardware store and bought some planks,nails and screws. I chose to build a so-called hunting tower in a tree close to my house.

That way I could scout and spy on Kirekhs moves and maybe even slay it from above.

I was nearly done when the sun started to set. I had a couple more planks to attach before the tower was ready. That’s when I heard some leaves crunching and a human screaming.

From the woods ran my neighbour as fast as he could. He ran straight inside and didn’t see me. Kirekh was there, I figured.

It was already pretty dark when I finished the hunting tower. I climbed down and went inside. Today was not the day to go out there. I still had some preparing to do.

Next morning I woke up and had to go buy a crossbow and some arrows. In my country a crossbow doesn’t need a permit or anything and I thought it would be perfect since it doesn’t make a huge sound.

After coming home from the store I prepared a blanket and took a foldable stair to my hideout in the tree. I made it so that I could spend the whole night there and be comfortable.

Before sunset, I made a couple sandwiches to go and loaded up on water. Also grabbed a couple of snickers bars from my drawer just in case.

Climbing up the ladder to my hideout. I got goosebumps and immediately realised that something was wrong. I had this feeling of unease and anxiety.

Kirekhs monstrous face kept flashing in my mind. The horrible image of a creature with snapped horns, rotten teeth, glowing yellow eyes and the smell. The smell of that monster was disgusting, it smelt rotten and that smell was really strong.

I was looking around from my hideout and kept hearing wolves howling in the distance. There were also a couple of deer that ran past but nothing major.

The place I was in was maybe 2 meters to every direction. There was a foldable chair in the corner, an air mattress in the middle with a blanket and two pillows. There was my backpack beside that mattress that had a flashlight, a camera, my food and a knife.

About 2 hours went by without anything interesting but all of a sudden I heard leaves crackling and something walking in the forest.

Its footsteps sounded loud and like it was heavy. Then it screamed, It was Kirekh.

Immediately I recognized its voice and then I was paralyzed. I was lucky that I had crafted the hunting tower pretty high.

I slowly crawled towards my backpack and snatched the camera and knife from there. My crossbow was already close to my looking spot.

Kirekh shrieked a couple of times while I was getting the camera.

When I crawled back to that chair the plank underneath my foot creaked. I sat on the chair and peeked down.

I saw Kirekh there and he was looking straight at me. It had the same yellow eyes and cracked horns but it looked older. Kirekh looked really really tired and like he was starving.

Then I heard my neighbour's voice.

“Come down, there is nothing wrong down here,”

It was Kirekh and it mimicked my neighbour's voice.

It was much slimmer than earlier. I felt a bit sad because I left it there but that went away quickly when I remembered what that thing really was, a monster.

Kirekh looked at me for a while and then bolted. It was still pretty fast but slower than before. I figured that it was slowly dying. At our old home there was no one to feed him.

That was the only sighting of it that night. I stayed up there for the rest of the night anyway.

In the morning I came down and my neighbour was outside doing yard work.

“Hello, how are you doing?” I asked.

“Fine, did you know that there is some creature in these woods? My wife and I have seen it twice,” he told me.

“Yes, I saw it too just last night,” I told him.

I then asked if he knew what it was. I did but more information would be nice.

He told me that it was probably a wendigo or something but I didn’t believe him.

Later I did some research on Kirekh. In between these stories the internet has gotten better and I wanted to see if there would be some information about it.

I found out that Kirekh is probably an old spirit but has taken the form of a wendigo. The page also said that this type of spirit is born from tragic events happening in a person's bloodline, making the bloodline cursed.

The spirit senses pain and suffering and those things attract it. It starts feasting on that pain and suffering but those things are not enough to satisfy its hunger. It needs something inside its stomach.

There was also an article of how these curses can be lifted but the method may be very demanding on your mind and body.

First you need to find out what is the reason your bloodline is cursed. Then you have to find the object tied to that event. After you have located the object, you need to burn it in a campfire and scatter some silver dust on it.

Reading that page sent shivers down my spine. I had to try and lift a curse that someone in my bloodline accidentally made.

I had some books left from my old family house as I quickly took the ones that looked more important.

I went through them and I almost gave up but the last book I opened was interesting. There was the same Kirekh notepad and book.

I had forgotten how old the book looked. This time I had to read it thoroughly.

I found out that my great grandfather had to kill their dog because it went crazy and chewed their 1 year old son.

That was the tragic event that brought this all. My family even knew how Kirekh was tied to us but never informed me about it.

I had to go back to my family home and find that knife or object that the dog was killed with.