This is a paranormal story from a woman that I thought was really good.
Here's what she writes. When I was pregnant with my second child, my
husband and I decided to buy a house. The lease came up on our
apartment before our new house was ready, so rather than sign another lease,
we decided to stay with my husband's family until it was done. It was
December in Indiana and it was extremely cold. That cold slipped into the basement
of my in law's house at night and made it very uncomfortable. One night,
I decided to turn on the oven in the little kitchen down there to
warm the place up. It didn't take long to get it cozy, and
pretty soon I was sound asleep. Sometime in the night, I woke up
to use the bathroom. When I passed by the stairs leading up to the
main house, I looked up to see a little girl sitting on the top
step. Well, I thought that was my sister in law, Carmen.
She was about five at that time, and she was cute as a bug.
Carmen had long brown hair and she was really soft spoken. She was
just sitting there in a long, light colored gown, looking forlorn. I
couldn't imagine how she'd come down to the basement in the dark, so I
told her to go back to bed because her mother was going to be angry
with her. She looked at me and said, Mommy, please turn off
the oven or we will die. Well. I was confused by her statement,
so I guess I didn't answer right away. She repeated herself, Mommy,
please turn off the oven or we're gonna die. She was so soft
spoken and so gentle and very quiet, and she was unbelievably cute sitting there,
but she was really beginning to freak me out. However, she was
right, I needed to turn off the oven. I thought it was time
to take her back to bed then, but when I went back to the
stairs, she was gone, And to be honest, I wasn't sure what
had just happened. The next morning, I asked my mother in law why
Carmen would have come downstairs in the middle of the night like that. Well,
she gave me an odd look, and she assured me that Carmen had
never left her bed. When I asked Carmen about it, she repeated what
her mother said, And then my mother in law told me that Carmen was
afraid of the dark, and she would never come downstairs at night. It
was a month later and I gave birth to a little girl who looks a
lot like her aunt Carmen. My mother in law is fond of reminding me
of my nocturnal visitor, so I have to ask, did my little girl
visit me while she was still in the womb to save all of our lives?
Oh? Man, whoo, that story gave me the Willie's. It's
kind of a good story. It's a if it was some type of apparition,
it did save all there could It could possibly have saved all their lives.
So I love the story. I thought I would share that with you.
I hope you guys like it. Let's go to another one. Here's
an email from a gentleman who says in nineteen sixty nine they had a real
scary hunting trip. Here's what he writes. In December of nineteen sixty nine,
My buddies and I were walking back to the house after a day of
hunting. We were crossing a holler when a large animal came out of the
bush and began chasing us. Shock and fear and adrenaline hit us all at
the same time, and we turned and started running for our lives. Behind
us, we could hear the monster crashing through the woods on what sounded like
two feet We were a group of twelve year old boys, scared out of
our minds by visions of that creature catching up with us and then tearing us
to pieces. We were moving as fast as we could, but it was
gaining on us. It was fifteen yards behind us when one of my friends
lost his footing and fell, and he sliced his leg open in the process.
I had to do something. There was no time to think or make
a plan, so instinctively I turned and fired my shotguns straight into it.
That was enough to knock it backwards, and then it turned and ran away,
and we managed to get my friend on his feet and back to the
house. We didn't talk much about what happened. We were too shaken up.
It was the last time that any of my friends would ever come to
my house. It took a couple of days, but my love of hunting
overshadowed my fear of monsters, and I went back out into the woods again.
When I got to the spot where I had shot that animal, I
found a blood trail, so I decided to follow it. The thing had
made it two hundred yards and then it had died. It was lying there,
face up on the ground, all seven feet of it. I guess
it weighed around five hundred pounds. It was clearly a male, and it
had a face that looked more human than gorilla. I tried to turn it
over, but it was way too heavy, so I decided to go back
and get a camera so I could get some pictures of it. But by
the time I got there, I thought it would be better if I didn't
go back alone, so I had to talk my brother into going with me.
That took two days, and by the time we got back, that
creature was gone. We spent that winter tracking and trying to find more of
them. We thought there might have been a family of them living in the
area. We tracked them for nine miles, but we never got close enough
to gather any real evidence. Personally, I think they ate the body of
the dead one. I think they always eat their dead, and that's why
we never find any bigfoot remains lying around. Okay, that's one of those
stories that most people are gonna go, Oh, that's not true. There's
no way that's true. But you know what, what if it is true
and this guy really did kill a bigfoot? I've heard stories about this people
killing them. They go back to collect the corpse and it's gone, or
they'll shoot one and then it'll run off and you know it's mortally wounded,
but they never find the body. I think it's quite possible if there is
a creature living in these woods men have men and women have shot these things
and killed them. It's quite possible someone that even has a body somewhere that
they never reported. What do you guys think? Leave a comment and let
me know what your opinion of this story is. Okay, well, that's
gonna do it short podcast. That's why it's gonna be here and there over
the next couple of months. But I'm still gonna stay connected with you guys
because I'd love doing these stories. So have a good rest of your week
and we'll see you on the next one. Kid,