Bigfoot in the Woods
BY CHRIS T.
By Stephen Wagner, About.com Guide
This story was documented by my sister, who had this experience sometime around 1993 or so. Here is what she had to say about her paranormal experience: My Bigfoot experience happened when I was about 12 years old. I was at a church youth group retreat in Geneva Hills, a large campground in Southeast Ohio. As dusk approached the group decided to play Kick the Can.
Geneva Hills comprises miles and miles of thick woods, rolling hills, steams and creeks; typical Southeast Ohio. So we were playing kick the can and I decided to hide just inside the edge of the woods behind a large tree. By this time, it had gotten darker and my eyes were beginning to adjust to the decrease in light.
Facing the woods, there was a small creek directly in front of me with a rather steep bank. The bank was probably about 15-20 feet high on each side. I was crouching behind the tree, still facing the woods, waiting to make my move on the can when I suddenly heard something nearby. I looked to the right toward the sound and saw two large figures about 30 yards away. I remember I kept blinking and straining my eyes to see the figures, wondering if what I was seeing was real.
I watched these figures make their way down the opposite side of the creek bank toward the water. I could smell a musty, animal scent, and watched as the creatures drank the water using their hands like a cup. They were fairly quiet. They moved easily through the woods and they didn’t make any vocal noises that I could hear. I was incredibly frightened and was afraid to move or make a sound.
I remember thinking that they had to sense my presence; they were so close that there’s no way they couldn’t have! They had to be at least 6 feet tall with dark-colored (brownish-black I’d say), thick coat of fur. I don’t remember how long they were at the waters edge drinking, but it was likely only a few minutes. They then made their way back up the bank, into the woods.
As soon as I felt they were far enough away that they wouldn’t hear me, I bolted out of the woods toward the cabin. My sister found me and immediately knew something had happened. She said I looked pale and scared, and I remember telling her a little bit about what I saw. I made her promise not to tell anyone else in our church group about it because I was afraid they wouldn’t believe me.
It’s even hard for me to talk about it now because I still feel like people will think I’m crazy or will say I was just seeing things. It was the most frightened I had ever felt up to that point in my life. It’s always difficult to recount frightening memories like this; it’s almost painful. But I know what I saw, and I am certain that it was Bigfoot.