Wellington Lake Co. 1998

When I was about 5 years old, my siblings and I where camping at a camp ground called Wellington Lake.
The camp ground had a beautiful lake on which you could canoe.
There was a small, forested island that you could go to where we would play hide and go seek.
One year, my siblings decided to leave me as the seeker on this huge Boulder I couldn't get off or on to by myself, so basically I was screwed.
My sister was suppose to be keeping an eye on me so we were the seekers. But after I opened my eyes I realized I was alone.
I was slightly terrified,i tried to get off of the rock (which to me seemed a million miles from the ground).


I sat there for a while til I started calling out their names.

As I started crying, I heard a branch break in the foliage surrounding me. I immediately looked in the direction the noise had come from.
"Hello? Is that you guys? I can't get off this rock! I need help! Come get me, this is fair!" I screamed to whatever was in the trees.
Then I remember taking off my glasses to wipe my tears away, as I did I heard movement in the distance, so I quickly put my glasses back on.
What I saw would make me a believer for life.

A tall, dark being, standing like a man, made eye contact with me.
I looked at him, initially thinking "this is a bear I'm going to die" but as it stood to its full hight, it looked like a man in a gorilla suit....a really tall man.
He was huge. And blended in with the bark of the trees.
All I could do was stare at him as I heard rustling on the opposite side of me. I turned to see my siblings coming from the trees. I was relived as I looked back over to where the creature was but he was no longer there.
A few years later I watched Harry and the Hendersons and I told my mom that I saw a Bigfoot. Of course she never believed me but ever since then I've been a believer. I've seen bears in the wild. I've seen elk and Deer and Lions. I know what I saw and I only hope I might encounter him once again. It was a really cool experience. Thanks, Sas!


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