You might not believe me, but...

When I was in elementary school, my mom would go to a community hall near the station around 4 AM every morning for what she called a study session. My mom would wake me up and take me there, riding on the back of her bicycle along the train tracks. If you look to the right of the tracks, there's a large field on the left. Next to it stands a transmission tower, and at its base, though hidden by grass, there's a marshy area. There's a slight elevation difference between the marsh and the road alongside the tracks, with a slope covered in overgrown grass. One morning, while rubbing my sleepy eyes as usual and clinging to my mom's back as we rode along the tracks, I saw a large frog🐸 on the slope leading from the marshy area towards the road by the tracks. It was big enough for me to ride. When we passed by on our way back from the study session, it was gone. I told my mom there was a frog that big, but she didn't believe me, saying frogs don't get that large. After that, every day when we passed by, I'd look carefully to try and find it, but I only saw it that one time. I was sleepy, but I wasn't dozing off! It wasn't a dream, a misidentification, or just my imagination! I truly believe it was there!