Sept 1979, North Carolina, Alexander county
I was young and it still sticks with me. I am in my 50s now and I will not go to this area.
We moved to the country. On top of a mtn to be honest. At first something was whooping and knocking, then after about 3 weeks it came close to our trailer home. We had lights at each end of the trailer. Almost weekly for about a month my dad had to rewire those lights because the wire that hung well above his head was jerked down. Jerked down. No tree fell on it, no big storms nothing.
My dad talked to the neighbor up the hill from us and they decided that all the kids needed to stay close into their own homes. So we were watched very closely. That is when the trash started disappearing. This is a very rural area that you took your trash off once a week. Dad would put the trash on the side of the back porch and take it off on Tuesdays his day off. Well he got up one morning and the trash had gone. Not been gone thru by dogs but gone. No sign of the bag or trash in the yard it was gone. And we continued to hear the whoops and the knocks during the evening when we were out playing.
One evening my parents were on the back porch and my brother and I were on the trampoline. This smell of rotten garbage filled the whole yard. I felt like I was being watched. I sat still while my brother continued to jump.
I could hear everyone but I could not speak when I saw it. There it stood in the tree line swaying watching us. Side to side it swayed. It was about 8 feet tall and it was burgandy or red colored. Its eyes were black yes I could see the eyes. But then I saw it come from behind it and there was about a 4 foot bigfoot, I assume a young one, and it was mimicking my brother jumping on the trampoline.
I heard my mother scream and my father say come to the house now. I could not move. I was frozen in that spot and could not look away. The bigfoot picked up the smaller one and backed into the woods about the time my dad grabbed me around the waste and drug me from the trampoline.
They took us in and mom locked the door as dad went out with a 20 gauge shot gun. Mom called the neighbor and the dad there came down. They went looking for it. Mom was watching all the windows and trying to get me to talk. I know it took me hours before I would speak. I told my mother of what I had seen. She was telling me she saw the big one too. She believed me xause she saw it too.
My dad and neighbor came back and they were both just white. They said they couldnt find it but they were white as ghosts.
It wasnt long till we moved and up till then we stayed inside with all the lights on outside I know the neighbors left not long after we did.
No one knows this story but those involved but I had to share.
I was young and it still sticks with me. I am in my 50s now and I will not go to this area.
We moved to the country. On top of a mtn to be honest. At first something was whooping and knocking, then after about 3 weeks it came close to our trailer home. We had lights at each end of the trailer. Almost weekly for about a month my dad had to rewire those lights because the wire that hung well above his head was jerked down. Jerked down. No tree fell on it, no big storms nothing.
My dad talked to the neighbor up the hill from us and they decided that all the kids needed to stay close into their own homes. So we were watched very closely. That is when the trash started disappearing. This is a very rural area that you took your trash off once a week. Dad would put the trash on the side of the back porch and take it off on Tuesdays his day off. Well he got up one morning and the trash had gone. Not been gone thru by dogs but gone. No sign of the bag or trash in the yard it was gone. And we continued to hear the whoops and the knocks during the evening when we were out playing.
One evening my parents were on the back porch and my brother and I were on the trampoline. This smell of rotten garbage filled the whole yard. I felt like I was being watched. I sat still while my brother continued to jump.
I could hear everyone but I could not speak when I saw it. There it stood in the tree line swaying watching us. Side to side it swayed. It was about 8 feet tall and it was burgandy or red colored. Its eyes were black yes I could see the eyes. But then I saw it come from behind it and there was about a 4 foot bigfoot, I assume a young one, and it was mimicking my brother jumping on the trampoline.
I heard my mother scream and my father say come to the house now. I could not move. I was frozen in that spot and could not look away. The bigfoot picked up the smaller one and backed into the woods about the time my dad grabbed me around the waste and drug me from the trampoline.
They took us in and mom locked the door as dad went out with a 20 gauge shot gun. Mom called the neighbor and the dad there came down. They went looking for it. Mom was watching all the windows and trying to get me to talk. I know it took me hours before I would speak. I told my mother of what I had seen. She was telling me she saw the big one too. She believed me xause she saw it too.
My dad and neighbor came back and they were both just white. They said they couldnt find it but they were white as ghosts.
It wasnt long till we moved and up till then we stayed inside with all the lights on outside I know the neighbors left not long after we did.
No one knows this story but those involved but I had to share.
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