Story I: A Sixth Sense? Story II: The Silhouette in the Shadows

A Sixth Sense?

Story I:
My niece, who I will call Mia which is a nic-name of hers is 15. She’s a very shy, sweet girl. Back in 2007 or 8, she was with my sister and her husband in the car driving. They were taking my brother in law to do some paper work or something for his army reserves duties. The facility is located behind one of the local cemeteries.

On this particular day it was a little rainy and gloomy out why my family enjoyed their drive. As a entered through the cemetery to go to their destination would you lied down a hill a quarter mile, Mia had pointed out the window and said, “Mommy why is that boy crying?” My sister could barely hear her turn the radio down for my niece to repeat herself. Mia asked again. My sister looked all around but saw nobody insight.

She asked my niece who she was referring to. You see the speed limit is only 15 mph through here and having their four year old daughter, I would assume my sister’s husband would obey close to that speed.

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Sasquatch or whatever it was.

I’m going to say this was one of the scariest things ever to happen to me and my friend. I was 12 and he was 10 at the time when this happened. We were on our normal spring turkey hunt with his family.

We went out that morning with no luck didn’t see a thing the birds weren’t even chirping no squirrels rustling nothing. So we went back to camp and decided he and I would go down to the creek to fish.

We were down there for about two hours and decided to pack up and head back to camp.

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This is the story of how I started believing in the supernatural, cryptids in particular. Being a country boy from Tennessee growing up meant camping trips and four-wheeling with my father. One particular trip when I was probably around 9 or 10 we had gone on a four day trip in the blue ridge mountain area on some property that one of his friends owned.

I remember it was heavily forested, nearly untouched except for a small plot where he had built a log cabin. We met at his cabin and set out on four wheelers to an area with a small stream that ran through a small flat area. We decided to set up our tents next to it and start a fire. We had brought enough supplies to use such as hotdogs, marshmallows and such for s’mores.

The plan was to fish, but not for food since I’ve always cared for animals it was always catch and release just for fun. after having eaten and talked around the fire for a while we decided to go to bed since we had a big day of four wheeling and fishing the next day. My dad and I shared a large tent with mesh openings to let in airflow and moonlight.

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The night that changed my life

This is the story of how I started believing in the supernatural, cryptids in particular. Being a country boy from Tennessee growing up meant camping trips and four-wheeling with my father. One particular trip when I was probably around 9 or 10 we had gone on a four day trip in the blue ridge mountain area on some property that one of his friends owned.

I remember it was heavily forested, nearly untouched except for a small plot where he had built a log cabin. We met at his cabin and set out on four wheelers to an area with a small stream that ran through a small flat area. We decided to set up our tents next to it and start a fire. We had brought enough supplies to use such as hotdogs, marshmallows and such for s’mores.

The plan was to fish, but not for food since I’ve always cared for animals it was always catch and release just for fun. after having eaten and talked around the fire for a while we decided to go to bed since we had a big day of four wheeling and fishing the next day. My dad and I shared a large tent with mesh openings to let in airflow and moonlight.

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The Sasquatch

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My Sasquatch Encounter

This was god knows how many years ago. All I know is that I was very young. I can’t remember a lot, but I do remember… it.

My friends and I were playing a game in the middle of the woods called “Camouflage”. It’s sort of like Hide and Seek. Basically, The person who is “it” stands in one place. The hiders then hide all around that person, but you have to be able to see the seeker. You then have to try and sneak undetected to a designated safe zone, and the game ends when either everyone either has been caught or makes it to the safe zone.

My strategy for this game is mostly hiding rather than sneaking. I would usually hide a ways away, but to the point that I could still see the seeker. I was a little far, which in turn made the game harder for me to survive, but I never minded. I always liked being alone. But the woods can always be a little nerve wrecking. You never really know what could reside there. It can really make the imagination run wild. Plus you kind of always feel like something is watching you.

It was about 2 o clock, and it was really nice out that day. The forest trees hid some of the sunshine, but only a bit. There was still sunlight finding its way through the trees, and made the area we were at look really scenic and beautiful.

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Rock Thrower of Colorado

Several years ago, my dad was in town on a break from work. My brothers, my dad, and myself decided to go on a fishing trip up to one of our favorite mountains, the Grand Mesa National Forest. On the way up, my brothers had made a joke about Bigfoot. You can obviously see where this tale is going… it wasn’t uncommon for us to bring up the subject of Bigfoot as we always talked about it when we were younger. We were all fascinated by the idea.
Upon the subject being broached, my brother had said something along the lines of, “It’s like your encounter dad.” I was confused and instantly asked what they were talking about. And so our story begins. For the sake of anonymity, I’ll call my dad Wayne for this story.
The town we live in is the very same town that my dad grew up in. Back when my dad was in his late twenties, he and his friends decided to go late night catfishing right off the Colorado River. They were fishing right off the bank and had a nice fire going – drinking beers, talking about girls, and who knows what else.
About an hour into their late night fishing trip, they heard a very loud splash in the water. Right away one of the first things they had thought was it must be a beaver slapping its tail in the water. Not long after, another loud splash occurred, but closer. “That sounded like a rock” one of them stated.
My dad and his friends walked to the edge of the water. They scanned parts of the bank that was not hidden in foliage. My dad looked into the river itself and on the bank on the opposing side. In the middle of the night, the moonlight cast some light – light enough so that my dad could see movement directly across from them on the other side of the river, even though it was in a dark shadow.
At that instant, a large rock landed just short of my dad’s feet, splashing him and his friend Chuck. Instantly, my dad knew it had come from the other side of the river.
This spot on the Colorado River is well over 400ft wide. I don’t know how many of you have tried to throw a golf ball-sized rock that distance, but it’s not easy. River rocks vary anywhere from 2 inches in diameter to 10 inches – the rocks that were being thrown were at least 10 inches in diameter.
As my dad and his friends were staring across the river, unable to detect the source of the rock thrower, another stone hurled directly at them. The group scattered as it hit the soil in between the four of them.
One of them grabbed the cobblestone, using both hands to do so. Slowly, they all went back to the fire. There was a moment of silence as none of them knew how to react. Finally, Lopez spoke, “Who the hell can throw a rock that big across the river?” An obvious question but one they were all thinking.
A few moments passed and it seemed to stop. They began to loosen up a little bit, enjoying their beer and almost getting to the point of laughing the incident off when out of nowhere, John screamed, “Wayne duck!” My dad dodged to the side as yet another large stone came all the way across and hit their fire pit. That was enough. My dad and his friends withdrew their fishing poles, jumped in the truck, and left.
They had talked a few times trying to figure out what it was that possibly could have been doing that. The verdict finally being that some kids must have come up with some sort of catapult and they were just too well hidden for them to see (though my dad never really accepted that explanation).
Well, you all guessed it, there’s a part 2 to this story as well…. At the end of the summer, a friend of my dad’s that we’ll call Tim, called my dad to see if he wanted to catfish by boat that night. Tim had gotten a new aluminum boat that he kept wanting to fish out of. Reluctantly, my dad accepted since he had turned him down all summer to hang out with him. It wasn’t because of the previous events that took place, those were pretty much in the back of my dad’s mind. Tim, even though he was a friend, got on my dad’s nerves.
It had been a full moon that night so they decided to hit the river with the boat. Most of the night had been pretty uneventful, catching a few fish, having a few laughs, and obviously having a few beers. It was the last leg of their journey when out of nowhere, something hit the boat. It was a very loud “ping” that shook both them awake in a half-dazed state.
“What the f***?” was all Tim could get out before there was a loud splash in front of the boat. They both looked around and it was there that my dad spotted it – on the south side of the river, was a large silhouette. The river’s pace had them just drifting along, but the moon and sky were so clear that my dad could see the figure (big, whoever he was or whatever it was).
The large silhouette bent over and grabbed another rock and hurled it their way, again striking the boat. Enough had been enough! My dad, not sure what to think, reached down and grabbed his 38 revolver. He knelt on one knee, aiming the pistol at the figure. It seemed not to care as it just kept slowly walking staying at the same pace as the boat.
When it bent down again, presumably to grab another rock, my dad fired a shot in the air. The figure rose suddenly, and in the same awkward throwing motion, hurled another rock which flew over the boat, splashing behind it.
My dad, fed up, fired again but this time in front of the shadowy figure, not trying to hit it, but definitely trying to scare it. It didn’t work, and the figure stayed side by side in pace with them.
Tim, being the cowardly type, was freaking out. My dad, also scared, was definitely curious as to just who the hell it was, why they were so big, and why they had been messing with them.
He would not get his answer, though, as the river began to pick up pace and in doing so, the silhouette sped up its walk in an effort to keep up with them. Finally, the figure just stopped and stared at them. My dad never stopped looking at the figure until it was out of sight.
So, you might be thinking, “Okay, your dad told you a Bigfoot story.” There’s a problem with that, though – if you know my dad, you know he is very down-to-earth. If my brothers and I tell him a story about how big a fish we caught was, my dad lowers its size even if he’s wrong. The point being, he under embellishes everything. Even when he told me this story, he made it sound like it was no big deal. The other problem with this is that my dad never made the correlation of the figure being a Bigfoot until about 30 years later when his friend was watching a documentary about Bigfoot with my dad. They saw when people reported the alleged habits of Bigfoots, that a common one is that they throw rocks.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed my stories. These happened to my family, obviously not to me, but I thought I would share

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When I went outside of my friends house after I said goodbye to him, I went to go on my mini bike to drive back home. Keep in mind the whole way there, around his house and mine, too, is are largely wooded area, so we would always hear creatures moving around and always hear crickets. When I hopped on my mini bike, I heard nothing at all, not even any crickets. It was just silence. This was very odd because we always hear them and there are thousands of them in the woods. There was something that made them quiet. Take note that the mini bike was electric and didn’t make much sound when it accelerated.

Since it was summer, and pretty early in the summer around Mid July, it was still pretty light out at 9 PM, not too light but enough to make out someones face from about 10-15 yards away. As I started heading home, I felt very uneasy, as if I was being watched, and still heard nothing of the crickets. I was coming up at a T Junction where I would have to turn left and continue down that road for about a half mile and make another left at an unlit intersection and continue going straight until my house came up. As I was approaching the T Junction, I could barely make out something in the trees straight ahead of me. I saw a pair of eyes in the trees. My first instinct thinking it was maybe an owl or something because we get quite a few owls up where we live, until, I saw it had blood red eyes.

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This encounter took place in 2010. My boyfriend and I were in our mid-twenties. It was summertime. We were lucky enough to get time off work at the same time, so we decided to spend a couple nights at my family cabin. The cabin is located in Northwestern Ontario, Canada, in a remote area about 40 minutes away from the nearest town. It’s on a medium sized lake surrounded by dense forest. There are only 20 cabins on the lake, spread out quite far from each other. We were there in the middle of the week, so there weren’t many people on the lake. I should mention that the cabin is on an island.

Our plan was to get there Tuesday night and leave Thursday morning. We arrived and spent the first night without incident. On Wednesday, we took the canoe out for a short ride. We parked it on the mainland and went on a hike down an old logging road. The road hasn’t been driven down in years. It’s overgrown and as far as I know people only use it for blueberry picking now, but it goes into the bush for quite a few kilometers. The two of us hiked down the road for 2 hours, sat down for a small lunch, then decided to turn back. On our way back, I couldn’t shake the heavy feeling that we were being watched and followed. It only occurred to me then that if anything bad were to happen to us, no one was coming to help. In hindsight, we should have told someone about our hiking plans, just in case, but it was too late for that. I tried my best to dismiss how I felt and didn’t even mention it to my boyfriend.

We found the canoe where we had left it tied up. We got in and started paddling home. I was in the back of the canoe, steering. I couldn’t help but turn around and look behind us. The first time I did so, I thought I saw a large shadow move in among the trees a short distance from where we had parked the canoe. When I looked back the second time, I saw nothing. I immediately dismissed what I saw. I reminded myself that your eyes can easily play tricks on you when looking into the shadows of a densely packed forest.

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