Category: Real Monster Sightings

I Know That was No Manatee

If my name sounds familiar thats because i shared my bigfoot story to this channel before. This encounter has chilled me to the bone, because it was not just me who was there to see the creature, my dad was there with me too.

in 2012 i was dealing with a lot of depression. It got so bad that had had to be hospilitized for to two weeks. when i got out my dad set aside work and told me “lets go fishing”. That made me happy, that he took time from work to help me and spend time with me. We got in his truck to get some worms from walmart then we headed to tomoka state park. Funny fact we even drove past that trail were i had my skunk ape encounter, but by dad had a 9mm hand gun so i didn’t give a second thought besides, my dad was spitting funny one liners about the locals like ” that guy is wearing so much camo that he got lost”.

Beast of the Swamp

Hello, I’m an 18 year old from Louisiana and the story I am typing out still sends shivers down my spine every time I think of it.  Me and one of my good friends who lets just call James, decided to go camping on a little piece of the bayou that hadn’t been explored in quite some time, 30 or 40 years maybe.

But anyway, we had gotten to a parking spot which was a decent bit away from the main road, I had been driving at the time because I had just recently gotten my permit to drive and I was the happiest guy in the world. But anyway, we had to walk about 3 miles to the little spot we had planned to set everything up, I am a bigger guy, only 5’9 maybe 238 pounds, but I can hold my own and have a decent bit of stamina so it didn’t bother me to much.

I saw something at that camping site

I was 15 years old at the time this happened. I was stupid and young like most people are. My mum forced me to go to boy scouts and it was my first campout. I had a good amount of badges and was strong  and sporty. Anyway, to the story.

We got into the truck and were driven to the camp site. I still remember what the camp looked like. It was filled with chipped pieces of wood and was surrounded by forest. We did the usual make a fire and playing man hunt with more people my age. Soon the sun began to set and our scout masters (we’ll  call them Benjamin and Thomas)told us older kids to go into the forest and find some food such as rabbits or bird’s to eat, so we went into the damp forest with no supervisors whatsoever.

Wendigo or something

It started in Mexico, me and my friend Alex went to a small trail. We set our tent like any other camping trip and took a rest because it was hot and we we’re all sweaty. Later at 9:00 PM we heard a screech it sounded something like me or my friend never heard, it was like a possessed bat for example. We quickly went in the tent and closed the zippers, but we opened one zipper that is like a window.

At the moment it was a huge mistake, we saw a tall black figure thin arms and it looked like you can see it’s bones in its skin like it has not ate food in a long time, it was crouching just looking at the tent a few feet away and me and him screamed. We closed the window like zipper and stayed in there till dawn. After that night it felt silent like something was watching us we had a strange chill like feeling I have told only my other friends and siblings.

The day I was almost killed by a cougar.

This happened about a year ago.  I was 15 at the time camping with my family, and also a  good friend who we will call  Zach who is the same age as me.  We were out camping in a campground called Miquelon Lake which is a campground in central Alberta Canada. The lake is basically a drying up shit pile now, but the scenery is nice, and we know most of the staff at the park.   The campground is of modest size and is often filled to capacity. There are a series of trails over by the park center that takes you through the forest. We decided to walk down one in the evening. After some walking, we found an old trail we had not taken before. It was overgrown, but you could clearly tell it was a pathway and so we took it to see where it would go. After walking for about 15-20 minutes we heard some rustling in the bushes.

Zach figured it was a beaver as they are common around here, but I looked and to my horror,  I saw a cougar’s face peering at us from the bushes. I could barely make out its yellowish eyes, but it did not seem like the cougar was moving, and yet we still heard the rustling in the bushes. I pointed at it and told Zach who begun to panic.

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