Speaker 1: The first time I heard about Bigfoot was when I
Speaker 1: took my younger brother and a friend of his to
Speaker 1: see the Legend of Boggy Creek. It was playing at
Speaker 1: the drive in where we lived. My interest in the
Speaker 1: subject was renewed years later when my son and I
Speaker 1: started watching the Finding Bigfoot series together. It made me
Speaker 1: think back to my childhood living in the country. My
Speaker 1: family moved to a small town in southern Indiana when
Speaker 1: I was little. I was a bit of a tomboy
Speaker 1: and I loved going to the woods by myself just
Speaker 1: to enjoy nature. We had a couple of horses in
Speaker 1: the pasture way back in the woods, and I would
Speaker 1: sometimes go to pet and hand and feed them, and
Speaker 1: on occasion I would suddenly feel afraid, as if someone
Speaker 1: or something menacing was watching me. When I gave into
Speaker 1: the earths to run home as fast as I could,
Speaker 1: I could hear the sounds of twigs snapping behind me.
Speaker 1: I thought a bear was coming after me, and at
Speaker 1: that age I didn't realize there were no bears in Indiana.
Speaker 1: I live in Ohio now, and one evening I was
Speaker 1: taking my granddaughter on her ride in the country. She
Speaker 1: loves it as much as I do, and we would
Speaker 1: point to houses that we like and enjoy each other's company.
Speaker 1: She's also a horse lover and love seeing them in
Speaker 1: the fields. As we drove, I was driving around, not
Speaker 1: even sure where we were at the time. When I
Speaker 1: started to turn onto a gravel road with trees lighting
Speaker 1: both sides of it. It was right at dark and
Speaker 1: the road was dark, and right before I turned, we
Speaker 1: saw dark shape in the middle of the road. It
Speaker 1: looked like it was an animal, hunched down and it
Speaker 1: was eating something it had caught. Even at a distance,
Speaker 1: we could tell it was huge, but it was too
Speaker 1: dark to tell what it was. My granddaughter got scared
Speaker 1: and rolled up her window. She closed the sun roof,
Speaker 1: and she begged me not to get any closer to it.
Speaker 1: I drove on, not knowing what it was and not
Speaker 1: wanting to make her more upset than she had already become,
Speaker 1: And then, to my surprise, out of nowhere, I got
Speaker 1: scared too. It was like a light switch had turned on,
Speaker 1: and I felt the familiar feeling of fear that I
Speaker 1: had felt as a child in the woods by myself,
Speaker 1: like something was after me and I had to get
Speaker 1: out of there as fast as I could. It took
Speaker 1: both of us a while to calm down. And though
Speaker 1: I've always wondered what that dark shape was, part of
Speaker 1: me is grateful that I never found out. Oh that's spooky.
Speaker 1: You don't know what you saw, but you saw something
Speaker 1: dark hunched over. Could it have been a bear? Yes,
Speaker 1: but you had a good gut feeling about it. I
Speaker 1: would trust my gut feeling on it. You think you
Speaker 1: know what it is, I'd stay with that and nothing
Speaker 1: else that'll keep you alert when you go to the
Speaker 1: woods for the rest of your life. This was a
Speaker 1: good story. Thank you man for sending it. All right,
Speaker 1: all right, thanks for clicking on the video. I have
Speaker 1: four I don't know other three to five minute stories,
Speaker 1: and then I've got two really good archived stories that
Speaker 1: will come after that. I think one of them is
Speaker 1: almost thirty minutes long, but it's a really good one.
Speaker 1: So I hope you all enjoyed this video. Thanks for
Speaker 1: clicking on the video. All right, here we go. In
Speaker 1: twenty nineteen, I was in East Tennessee staying in a camper.
Speaker 1: The owner of the property lived in a mobile home
Speaker 1: nearby and had dogs chained up in different parts of
Speaker 1: the yard with doghouses nearby for shelter. On my first
Speaker 1: night there, I heard a loud slap at the far
Speaker 1: end of the camper. It was so loud that it
Speaker 1: shook the entire structure, and it felt eerily deliberate, as
Speaker 1: if something was trying to startle me into the open,
Speaker 1: the way a loud noise can scare chickens out of
Speaker 1: the coop. A week later, I had been in town
Speaker 1: grocery shopping with my neighbors. By the time we got back,
Speaker 1: it was dark, and just when I finished putting things up,
Speaker 1: I shit you not, I heard a loud and clear
Speaker 1: whistle outside the door. I thought I might have forgotten
Speaker 1: a bag, so I called my neighbors on the phone,
Speaker 1: but it wasn't them and they hadn't heard anything. Well.
Speaker 1: Another week went by, and then at three in the morning,
Speaker 1: a growl by the front door woke me up, and
Speaker 1: I grabbed my knife and I eased up toward the
Speaker 1: door to peek outside, and that thing growled again, this
Speaker 1: time near the top of the door. The door was
Speaker 1: at least eight feet tall. There was no local animal
Speaker 1: I could think of that could stand that tall, and
Speaker 1: it startled me so bad that I jumped back. I
Speaker 1: mustard a rebel yell as loud as I could, and
Speaker 1: I heard it run away from the door on two feet.
Speaker 1: I stopped staying in the camper after that. Three weeks later,
Speaker 1: the homeowner son came home from the National Guard. He
Speaker 1: had been on duty. We were all getting ready for
Speaker 1: bed when his girlfriend said she saw eyes shine outside.
Speaker 1: I told her it was probably just the lightning bugs.
Speaker 1: But I joined her at the window and I looked
Speaker 1: outside with her. We focused in on a set of
Speaker 1: eyes that I thought were lightning bugs, and then they blinked.
Speaker 1: It was two sets of eyes standing eight feet tall,
Speaker 1: right outside the window, looking in the sun. Grabbed his
Speaker 1: gun in flashlight, but as soon as he went out
Speaker 1: the door, the eyes disappeared. And that's the end of
Speaker 1: that story. And at first I was thinking, who has
Speaker 1: a door that's eight feet tall? But if he's in
Speaker 1: a camper and it's up on its wheels, it could
Speaker 1: be eight nine could be could be taller than eight feet.
Speaker 1: I guess this was interesting this guy had. He's in
Speaker 1: East Tennessee in his camper. A lot of people have
Speaker 1: encounters while they're in their campers out in National parks
Speaker 1: and such. This was a good story, man, I appreciate
Speaker 1: you sending it. Thank you, sir. Many moons ago on
Speaker 1: the Glover River in McCurtain County, Oklahoma, my grandparents were
Speaker 1: at a fishing spot they called the Big Hole. They
Speaker 1: were busy catfishing when they heard a yell from up
Speaker 1: the river. For the fun of it, my grandma decided
Speaker 1: to mimic the sound and she yelled right back. Not
Speaker 1: long after, they heard a huge splashing coming up the river,
Speaker 1: as if a large animal were coming quickly. As the
Speaker 1: splashing sound got closer, they started feeling uneasy and decided
Speaker 1: to pack up and leave. My grandmother went ahead to
Speaker 1: the truck to start it up so that they could
Speaker 1: get out of their faster, and she heard some leaves
Speaker 1: rustling in the woods next to her. She rejoined my
Speaker 1: grandfather to help with and once they got everything loaded up,
Speaker 1: they saw this huge shadow in the trees. They didn't
Speaker 1: wait around to find out what it was, and they
Speaker 1: got out of dodge. She's told me this story many
Speaker 1: times throughout my life, and I've always figured it was Bigfoot,
Speaker 1: but I never paid any mind to what the yell
Speaker 1: could have been until this weekend when I visited them
Speaker 1: and I played the Ohio Howe recording. I had gotten
Speaker 1: her attention, and she called my grandfather over so he
Speaker 1: could hear it too. My grandparents both said it was
Speaker 1: just like the sound they heard that day that they
Speaker 1: were fishing at the Big Hole. Little did they know
Speaker 1: at the time they had a near encounter with Bigfoot. Oh,
Speaker 1: that's awesome that. You know, a lot of people write
Speaker 1: in and they remember they listened to these stories, or
Speaker 1: they watch other channels or whatever. They get some information
Speaker 1: on these creatures, and they start remembering back on things
Speaker 1: that they've never been able to figure out, and their
Speaker 1: able to put two and two together and come up with, Hey,
Speaker 1: must have been Bigfoot. It's perfectly logical. I mean, it
Speaker 1: could be anything. Why not blame it on Bigfoot. That's
Speaker 1: just my take on it. But this was really good,
Speaker 1: kind of a spooky story, secondhand story. I thought it
Speaker 1: was great. Thanks to the writer. All Right, here's a
Speaker 1: story that I think is from Australia. My editor says
Speaker 1: it's about Yaowei's and ghosts. Around twenty seventeen, I was
Speaker 1: pregnant with my fourth child. We had been on a
Speaker 1: walk going through an unused train tunnel, and I wasn't
Speaker 1: feeling too good. My husband went with the two bigger
Speaker 1: kids to get the car, and I was holding the
Speaker 1: youngest in my arms. I had gotten back to the
Speaker 1: road and was standing off to the side waiting for
Speaker 1: my husband when something made me look up. In the trees.
Speaker 1: About two meters from the road was a giant humanoid
Speaker 1: creature just standing there watching me. I knew not to
Speaker 1: turn my back on it, and I stood there terrified,
Speaker 1: and I faced it. I was there for five minutes
Speaker 1: in a stand off with this thing before I started
Speaker 1: moving away, stepping back slowly, all the while watching this
Speaker 1: thing watch me. When my husband showed up in the
Speaker 1: car had backed up, and it retreated into the trees.
Speaker 1: I was hysterical at that point. I loaded my daughter
Speaker 1: into her seat and I told my husband there was
Speaker 1: something in the trees watching me. I made him slide
Speaker 1: over to the passenger seat, and I locked all the
Speaker 1: doors and I got us out of there as fast
Speaker 1: as the car would go. My husband believed me, and
Speaker 1: at every chance he got he told me to share
Speaker 1: with others that time that I saw a yowie. All
Speaker 1: my life, I've had paranormal experiences from shadows turning the
Speaker 1: lights on in my room, to doors opening and closing
Speaker 1: on their own, the TV turning itself on, and mysterious
Speaker 1: footsteps at all hours of the day and night. I've
Speaker 1: had visits from the hat man and have even seen
Speaker 1: objects thrown through the air, seemingly on their own volition.
Speaker 1: One day, my husband was mowing the yard and I
Speaker 1: was the only one in the house. I heard someone
Speaker 1: walking outside, and I watched my husband go into our bedroom.
Speaker 1: I started talking to him, when behind me, my husband
Speaker 1: asked who I was talking to. I looked from him
Speaker 1: to the bedroom and asked how on earth he had
Speaker 1: gotten there. I told him I had just seen him
Speaker 1: go in the bedroom, and he promptly searched the house
Speaker 1: for an intruder. When we visited family, I did a
Speaker 1: final check of the house while my husband loaded the
Speaker 1: kids in the car, and as I walked around, I
Speaker 1: always felt like someone was there doing the walk around
Speaker 1: with me. As soon as I went out the door,
Speaker 1: I would feel someone pat my bum as if to say,
Speaker 1: it's all good, love, I'll keep an eye on the
Speaker 1: place for you. My husband and I love historical tours.
Speaker 1: One time we visited the grave of a captain who
Speaker 1: was involved in a boat sinking in the Brisbane River.
Speaker 1: The tour guide told us all about the deaths involved
Speaker 1: and how it was the captain's fault. When suddenly I
Speaker 1: heard very clearly in my ear again and again a
Speaker 1: voice telling me it wasn't my fault. I told my
Speaker 1: husband what I had heard, and the tour guide went silent.
Speaker 1: I wasn't trying to undermine his tour, but the look
Speaker 1: on his face was priceless. Now, I've had many strange
Speaker 1: experiences in my life, and I found that sometimes the
Speaker 1: best thing to do is to keep the stories to myself.
Speaker 1: Even those with the biggest hearts have a hard time relating.
Speaker 1: And that's the end of her story. And I would
Speaker 1: say that last paragraph. You can keep them to yourself
Speaker 1: if you won't, or you can send them to us
Speaker 1: so that we can all enjoy them. I thought, there's
Speaker 1: several incidents in this email, and it's very concisely explained.
Speaker 1: She just tells she just deals with the strange events.
Speaker 1: And I thought it was great. And if this writer,
Speaker 1: I don't know when she sent it, probably send it,
Speaker 1: probably a while back. But if you hear this send
Speaker 1: us some more. Man, you're a good writer and you
Speaker 1: really explain your experience as well. Thank you, ma'am for
Speaker 1: sending this. I thought it was a great set of stories.
Speaker 1: Thanks again, once again, thank you for joining me on
Speaker 1: this video in this podcast. I certainly appreciate it and
Speaker 1: we will see you guys on the next one. Thanks
Speaker 1: so much.