Big Foot on the Wooded Trails


My friend and I love going on Paranormal hunts but she is blind in one eye so I have to be the leader of our investigations.

For identity safety I am going to call her “Luna”.

This had happened last year during when fall still felt like summer.
Luna and I were traveling along the Youghiogheny River Trails up in PA with a old friend of ours, originally trying to find the abandoned minors town but we got more than we expected.

Seeing how we couldn’t find the ghost town when the sun set, we decided to head back.

With flashlights in our hands, we begun to hike back to our jeep parked about two miles away from our destination.
Our old friend was a huge Big foot fanatic and would constantly tell us stories and how he wished to run into one would drive us insane at times so we tried to ignore it with myself leading through the dark trails.

While walking down the dirt path, we kept hearing twigs snapping, branches moving, quick yelping noises and small rocks from the cliff sides hitting the ground.

I ignored it, thinking it was just the wind picking up and causing all the tree’s to creek.

But I was dead wrong.

Our acquaintance stopped dead in his tracks and harshly whispered for us to stop. Luna and I looked over to him to see what was wrong, inspecting him to tie his boots but we saw him pale as a ghost.

” L-Look up a head.” he stamped to us.

As we turned around, about two hundred feet or so down the trail we saw this large brownish black mass just standing in the road.
From the distance we thought he stood about eight to ten feet tall and was very fuzzy.

Now, Bears are very common in parts of PA, but none of the bears we had were that tall.

Putting our lights on the ground, we didn’t know what to do, nor think flashing it with our lights and potentially pissing it off. We just stood there, watching it as it watched us.

I swear ten minutes had gone by before the large creature turn to the left and begun to head over towards the hill side to the river.

Now kids, don’t do this but we bolted as fast as we could down the trail, holding Luna’s hand tightly in mind so she wouldn’t fall behind. All this time we heard the yelping again, this time knowing where the source of the sound came from.

Eventually we found the white jeep waiting for us and we drove out of there like a bat out of Hell.

I always a believer in Big foot, but I never imagined I would see one in my entire life.

Shadow Creature

By Scott D

This happened to me, and my sister a while back. I would say about earlier this year during summer. I’m 28, and my sister is 12. We used to play a game together called mobbles as we waited for Pokemon Go to come out.

We live in the southern part of New Hampshire. We would go out to a place called “Clark’s Pond”. A small pond in the woods where one set of trails was on one side of the road, while another set where across the road. We took the longer ones across the road. We were out playing the game catching creatures when it started getting dark.

We decided ok we had enough lets head back. As we headed back, we were walking down the path when a black humanoid figure came out from the woods ahead of us. Now i carried at the time one of those bright fishing lamps. The ones that take the big bulking 6 volt batteries. This thing was bright, and lit up the woods behind this “thing” yet not once did the light illuminate “it”. Suddenly a rush of fear ran over me, and my blood ran cold.

My sister grabbing my arm begged us to leave. So we took off in the other direction out of the woods. The entire time trying to keep her calm telling her it had to be one of the other hikers before us. Since there was a guy in a red truck who had entered just as we did. When we got back to my car.

That still hadn’t helped. As the truck was gone. There was no way if it was that guy from earlier. He would have gotten back to his truck before we got back to my car.

Fast forward a few months later. I worked as a delivery driver. I was up past the white mountains when i saw a creature sitting on the side of the road. It had bright Yellow eyes. First thinking logically i assumed it to be reflectors.

Till it looked at me, and stood up still slightly hunched over. This thing stood to be at least 4 feet tall, and with one quick movement took off into the woods. in a blink it was gone. Fast forward again about a month later, and 150 miles away. Came across the same type of creature. Thought it was a reflector till i drove closer this time it stood to be at least 5 feet tall.

It was poking out from behind a telephone pole. I saw its black hand move up the pole with long fingers. Then it slowly turned towards the woods, and again in a blink it was gone. All three times lights never illuminated the thing like they should have. As if it’s body was just one big black mass of nothing. I have changed jobs since then. Still a delivery driver at night, and to this day.

I constantly scan the woods as i drive down dark rural areas encase me, and my shadow friend ever meet again.

Shadow Dogs

By LadyNyx

This happened when I was sixteen. I lived in the middle of no where and the only real choices in entertainment were video games, or exploring the local woods. One day my friend Danielle and I decided to go explore the large patch of woods nearby after we had become bored of playing our favorite game on the game cube.

We decided to explore in a different direction than usual and we had been walking for about twenty minutes and had found some interesting things including a little stream that had crayfish in it. We were really excited about our new discoveries. I decided to climb up on a large rock that was sitting on a little hill and I noticed that there was a large tree standing in the distance.

It stood above all the others and from where I stood it looked like it had been burnt to charcoal. This was not something I had ever seen before and I thought it was strange and I wanted to check it out. I called my friend over and showed her the tree and told her that I wanted to go check it out. She looked very unsettled when I announced that I wanted to go look at it.

She said it was creepy and that it was far enough away that the sun would be starting to set when we got there. I told her that the tree was probably just struck by lighting at some point and said that it would be cool to see.

My friend decided to go along with me in the end and we set off in the direction we had seen the tree. We walked for about another twenty minutes and the closer to the tree we got the quieter it became. This made both my friend and I begin to get nervous we could tell something was not right and my friend began to plead with me to turn around, but even though I was nervous I was also curious.

After another few minutes of walking we reached the tree. It sat in the middle of an area where everything was dead.

And this area was a perfect circle. We walked around it looking. The sunset was tinting everything orange and it was completely silent and the air felt tense like the feeling when you are eagerly waiting for something. I decided I wanted to get a closer look at the tree that was about eight feet away from me in the center of the circle of dead vegetation.

I moved to step into the circle and my friend grabbed my arm and asked me what I was doing. I told her that I wanted to get a closer look. She shifted uncomfortably and said fine but do it quickly and lets go back. As soon as I stepped into the circle the hairs on the back of my arms stood on end. Still I stubbornly continued toward the blackened tree.

When I got withing three feet of the tree the growling began and these shadows oozed out of the gnarled roots of the tree and formed into large, five foot tall, greyhound shaped dogs that were made of nothing but the blackest shadows I have ever seen all except for their glowing lava colored eyes. Looking around I saw six of these creatures all snarling at me.

I backed up slowly the way I had come with the shadow dogs slowly stalking toward me. When I reached the edge of the circle my friend grabbed my arm and started running dragging me after her for a few seconds until my mind caught up and I started running too.

We ran back the way we came faster than I have ever gone before or since with the pack of shadow dogs snarling and snapping behind us. At one point I slipped and one of the dogs caught the edge of my t-shirt and tearing it.

They chased us all the way back to my friends house and after we had thrown ourselves in the door and locked it we then proceeded to make sure there we no open windows or any way for anything to get in the house. We were gasping for breath and covered in sweat and my friend started silently crying.

I walked slowly to the window that over looked her back yard and peaked out of the curtains and staring at me from the edge of her backyard was the back of shadow dogs. They started stalking forward and I quickly closed the curtain and we sat up almost all night listening to the occasional growling from just outside the house. The next morning we carefully looked outside to see if it was safe and thankfully the shadow dogs were gone.

We never went back to that part of the woods again especially after when we went outside with my friends mother later that day we found paw print tracks larger then my hands. We later told some friends at school what we had seen and they decided to go looking for what we had found.

Well from what they told us later they found it and they saw them too. Since that day these shadow dogs have been sighted all over that area.

Long Walks

By Lola E.

I live in Portland, and as some of you may know, there are loads of great hiking trails in our city. I enjoy walking them on lonley nights to get peace of mind, or as a stress reliever.I especially like trails by small rivers.

Listening to the rushing of water can intensify that serene feeling you get when your out there alone in those magical woods. About a year back, I decided I wanted to hike one of those trails. I had gotten into an aurgument with my boyfriend and needed to do something to put my mind at ease. Let me just verify my age, I was 22 at the time.

I’ve walked the trail I was planning to go to plenty of times before hand at night, and nothing ever happened. Despite knowing this, I always brought a pocket knife with me, as I’m a very paranoid person. Let me try to describe the entrance of the trail, it has been about a year sense I’ve been there so my memory of it is a little rough.

There’s a lot of grass, a huge open clearing surrounded by woods. Behind you are a bunch of houses, and above you is an old, rusty green bridge. There’s some kindof “modern art” inspired statue on the right of the pathway that leads to the trail. I believe it was 9:00 or ten o’clock at night. I was almost exited to get lost in the sounds and sights of the woods at night. I began to walk down the trail.

My destination, was the old stone house like structure located close to the top of the trail. Some people called it the witches hut. I know that’s what I called it as a kid. It was covered in graffiti and moss, and the inside smells like piss. After 10 or 20 minutes of walking at a fast pace I reached the building.

Nothing strange had happened up until that point. Aside from the overwhelming feeling of being watched, I caught myself constantly looking back as I walked up the trail. I heard nothing odd, aside from the occasional hooting of an owl. I hadn’t seen anything particularly odd either. I sat on a log outside the witch hut, behind me was a drop off covered in bushes and vines, at the bottom was a small river.

I had been facing the hut before I whipped around, startled by a sudden rustling noise that came from below. I looked down, squinting at the river below me. I shit you not, something came darting out of the bushes from one side and into a bush on the side closest to mine.

I don’t know what the hell this thing was but it somehow managed to scale the cliff in a split second, an darted around back of the hut. This all happened before I even had time to react. My heart felt like it was about to explode out of my chest,no could barley make out any off its features, nor did I want to.

My flight instinct kicked into high gear as I sprinted down the trail. It sounded like there was a second pair of smaller lighter footsteps in rhythm with my own. This boosted my adrenaline by ten times what it was before. My body couldn’t keep up that running for much longer, I hadn’t heard the footsteps for about a minute or two and decided to stop and turn around. Huge fucking mistake.

Whatever that thing was, was sitting on a decaying tree stump staring at me, completely silent. It sat like a dog, and had a human body, it’s elbows bent outwards and it had no hands. It’s eyes were two tiny close together yellow dots. It’s head was small and oval, it had no hair and was a deep purple color. I felt like I was staring at it and it was staring at me for hours. It didn’t move a muscle. I thought I had been imagining things. Until it fucking blinked.

I finally regained my common sense and turned the other way and bolted. I don’t think I had ever run that fast in my whole life. When I reached the bottom of the trail do you think I stopped running. Hell no, I leaped in my car and rolled down my window, staring at it one last time. It hooted. Just like an owl. Just like the Owls I had heard on the way to the witch hut. It turned around and lept back into the woods a flash of white light came from the forest, then came a low humming noise.

Like nothing I had ever heard before. Needless to say I didn’t stick around to find out what that was. I haven’t told this story to many, in fear that they’ll think I’m crazy or something. I honestly don’t know what that thing was. It was almost otherworldly.

Owl creature or whatever you were, lets not meet again.

Something in the Woods

This story takes place in Pictou county Nova Scotia Canada. This happened when i was 11, i am 15 now. This whole ordeal took place in the woods right next to the graveyard in my old neighborhood.

My friend and i were exploring like 11 years old do, when we came across what we thought were fresh deer tracks. Curious, we followed the tracks to an abrupt stop, we were on a well established animal trail and they just cut off. so me and my friend who well will call David for his privacy kept on. we walked for about 15 more minutes then came across the same track but.. almost more human, they just seemed to be growing and getting toes or toe like appendages, getting kinda of spooked but not showing it, both of pushed on.

It wasn’t 30 seconds later until we seen white tufts on fur all over the branches to our left and right, that was it me and David turned around, and when we did what me and him seen stuck with us for while, i think he dropped it but it still lays in my stomach.

When we turned all we seen was the forest and what looked like somebody hunched over behind a thorn bush, then all of a sudden like it didn’t even move it just stood up. there was like no animation for it standing up, one second it was hunched over the next it was standing up.

The worst part was the dark brown goat or deer legs it had and the face of a goat with the darkest eyes you could imagine. After standing up it looked at us for about 4-5 seconds but it felt like forever then this abomination ran straight in between us the way.. we came in. so me and David turn around trembling and take off in the same direction as the thing, and after about 25 seconds of pure sprinting we hear the rapid clops of hooves behind us.

lets just say we made a 20 minute walk a 10 minute sprint. after getting back to Davids house it was much closer than mine. When we got back to his house his mom instantly noticed the panic on our faces. and after we told her what we say she said it was just a deer, but as cliche as it sounds, i know what i saw. 4 years later and i still do not walk the paved path next to those woods for fear of whats in there.

Just know your never alone in the woods