Speaker 1: I live in a house in the country near Eldorado, Texas.
Speaker 1: I woke up one morning and looked out in my
Speaker 1: bedroom window toward my chicken coop, and I saw a
Speaker 1: figure standing there. Judging by the height of the coop,
Speaker 1: the creature was at least seven feet tall. The only
Speaker 1: way to describe it is that it looked like a Chewbacca,
Speaker 1: the way it's hair flowed, and the fact that you
Speaker 1: couldn't see a neck. I rubbed my eyes several times,
Speaker 1: but it was still there. It was like it wanted
Speaker 1: me to see it, It wanted to be seen. It
Speaker 1: just stood there, looking at the house. Finally I looked away,
Speaker 1: and when I looked back again, it was gone. I
Speaker 1: never said anything for a while. Although I never saw
Speaker 1: it again, I would carry my pistol if I went
Speaker 1: outside after dark. After that, we would hear strange sounds
Speaker 1: at night, but we never saw anything again. Now my
Speaker 1: friend had to run in with a dog man, but
Speaker 1: that was months later. We had a tracker come in
Speaker 1: to look around, but he found nothing, or at least
Speaker 1: nothing that he would admit to. I told my family,
Speaker 1: and they gave me the strangest looks. Some of them
Speaker 1: think I should quit listening to shows like yours. They
Speaker 1: think I'm seeing things. Oh well, these stories are great.
Speaker 1: People are seeing things, and I'm just so glad you
Speaker 1: sent this in. It was a short, little story, but
Speaker 1: it was great. In nineteen ninety nine, I was a
Speaker 1: tradesman working on an apartment complex that was being built
Speaker 1: in my town. Operated my own company, and I was
Speaker 1: working after the bulk of the trades had left for
Speaker 1: the day. I was finishing my task in one unit,
Speaker 1: and I was gathering my tools to do the same
Speaker 1: thing in the neighboring unit, and I was moving quickly
Speaker 1: to take advantage of the daylight. Out of the corner
Speaker 1: of my eye, I caught a figure outside the window,
Speaker 1: and when I turned my head to look, person was gone.
Speaker 1: There were other apartments in the area that were inhabited,
Speaker 1: so I thought someone was taking a shortcut through the
Speaker 1: construction site. When I got to the next unit, I
Speaker 1: looked at the window in the back and I saw
Speaker 1: the coast was clear. But while I was working, I
Speaker 1: got the sensation that someone was watching me. I turned
Speaker 1: to the back window again and got a glimpse of
Speaker 1: a shadow as it walked away. It was the same
Speaker 1: figure I had seen earlier. When I finished my work,
Speaker 1: I moved upstairs. These apartments did not yet have the
Speaker 1: decks installed on the back side of the building, so
Speaker 1: I didn't think it was necessary to even entertain the
Speaker 1: possibility that this figure would be there. While I install
Speaker 1: the fixtures on the second floor unit, I felt that
Speaker 1: feeling again. I knew someone was watching me, and when
Speaker 1: I looked over my shoulder, I saw a man with
Speaker 1: a hat and a jacket outside the window. I had
Speaker 1: no clue what he was standing on because the balcony
Speaker 1: was not there. I turned around and looked at him,
Speaker 1: and he stared back at me, expressionless. I was nervous
Speaker 1: and dangerously close to being behind schedule for the project.
Speaker 1: I finally said out loud, well, if you're here to help,
Speaker 1: I could use a hand. If not, my insurance will
Speaker 1: not cover you on my job site. After I said that,
Speaker 1: he left. I decided to leave and come back the
Speaker 1: next day to finish. But before I went to bed
Speaker 1: for the night, I made a sketch of the man
Speaker 1: that I saw. The next morning, I was getting dressed
Speaker 1: for work when my wife watched TV. It was a
Speaker 1: Saturday morning, and I asked her what she was watching.
Speaker 1: She said she was watching Poltergeist. She said it's a
Speaker 1: good movie. I told her that I had never seen it,
Speaker 1: and I started lacing up my boots. I glanced at
Speaker 1: the TV and saw something that caught my attention. A
Speaker 1: familiar looking ghost walked across the road and across walk
Speaker 1: I couldn't believe what I saw. I went and got
Speaker 1: a sketch that I drew from the day before, and
Speaker 1: I handed it to my wife and I asked her
Speaker 1: if she could rewind the movie to that scene. She
Speaker 1: looked from my sketch to the TV and she said,
Speaker 1: are you sure you haven't seen this movie before. I
Speaker 1: told her I hadn't, even though the actor looked just
Speaker 1: like the man in my sketch, I didn't tell her
Speaker 1: what I saw out the second floor window of the
Speaker 1: day before. I didn't want to scare her look stupid.
Speaker 1: It took about a month or two for me not
Speaker 1: to get startled whenever I saw a flat brim farmer's hat.
Speaker 1: In twenty fifteen, my son and I were hunting in
Speaker 1: south central Colorado. We were tent camping like we always do,
Speaker 1: and I brought two different propane heaters along with the
Speaker 1: three cold weather sleeping bags just to be safe. Long
Speaker 1: story short, Neither heater would work at the elevation that
Speaker 1: we were at, so we I ended up placing our
Speaker 1: heavy duty hunting kots right next to each other. That
Speaker 1: way we could share the third sleeping bag across the
Speaker 1: top of us. The low that night was in the
Speaker 1: upper twenties, but we were okay. Before I went to
Speaker 1: bed that night, I pumped up the pressure really good
Speaker 1: in my comb and lantern and I left it on low.
Speaker 1: I was hanging in a tree in case either of
Speaker 1: us had to go relieve ourselves in the middle of
Speaker 1: the night. Around midnight, not long after I fell asleep,
Speaker 1: I woke up to my son tapping me on my shoulder. Dad,
Speaker 1: there's something outside the tent. I can hear it breathing,
Speaker 1: he said slowly. I reached over and grabbed my nine
Speaker 1: millimeter off the table next to me. My son's cot
Speaker 1: was up against the back wall and my cot was
Speaker 1: next to his. I lay there silently holding my gun,
Speaker 1: and I could clearly hear something outside breathing. He was
Speaker 1: right from the angle I was lying in the position
Speaker 1: of the sounds. I made it the height of our
Speaker 1: visitor to be in the ten foot range. I could
Speaker 1: hear the blood pumping in my ears, and I was
Speaker 1: on full alert. I told my son to plug his ears.
Speaker 1: I heard this thing slowly walk around the corner of
Speaker 1: the tent and then stop. Then I heard a second
Speaker 1: creature come to the tent from a different angle, and
Speaker 1: I knew I needed to make some noise. No, no, no,
Speaker 1: I shouted, making myself known. These things stopped in their
Speaker 1: tracks right before they cast a shadow onto the side
Speaker 1: of the tent from the lantern. I heard them slowly
Speaker 1: back away, but their footsteps weren't heavy like I heard
Speaker 1: about in some other stories. When we got up in
Speaker 1: the morning, I looked around our tent and the frost
Speaker 1: covered grass, but there was not a single track to
Speaker 1: be found. I don't have any idea who visited our
Speaker 1: camp that night, but I do know I've never been
Speaker 1: so scared in my life. I know what came to
Speaker 1: your camp. Brother. I'm pretty sure we all know what
Speaker 1: came to your camp. That's a cool story, scary story.
Speaker 1: Thank you for sending it. It was great. I am
Speaker 1: an outdoorsman and I live in Middle Tennessee. During the
Speaker 1: last deer season, I was out hunting one evening with
Speaker 1: my bow, trying to spot and stalk a deer, when
Speaker 1: I felt the sudden urge to look up at a
Speaker 1: nearby sycamore tree. There, hovering by the branches, saw a
Speaker 1: brown object that somewhat resembled the batman's symbol if you
Speaker 1: were to cut off the ears and jag at the edges.
Speaker 1: It was some sort of flying, silent creature. It wasn't
Speaker 1: a bat, but it wasn't a bird. This thing just
Speaker 1: hovered there above me for what felt like forever, and
Speaker 1: when it finally moved from its stationary position, it shot
Speaker 1: straight up in the sky until I couldn't see it anymore.
Speaker 1: That was the most interesting UFO encounter I've had up close,
Speaker 1: but I've seen more than my fair share at a distance.
Speaker 1: In fact, I see white lights in the sky so
Speaker 1: consistently that it's become as interesting to me as seeing
Speaker 1: an ordinary plane pass by. They never make any sound,
Speaker 1: and I'll notice multiple of them in a night. The
Speaker 1: lights don't blink, and their speeds very dramatically. Sometimes they
Speaker 1: move slowly and other times incredibly fast. Sometimes I see
Speaker 1: them ascend into the sky, and sometimes they shoot up
Speaker 1: rapidly and disappear. I hope you get to see them
Speaker 1: one night. All you have to do is look up
Speaker 1: and wait.