Tell your 'what the heck was that thing?' scary story

[Slinkytoys]

Interesting. Why is our normal reaction to go for the gun and possibly kill something? Never understood that. I've encountered a lot of wildlife in my wanderings (including a sow Grizzly Bear in Alaska) but never felt I had to kill it. When you leave to secure a weapon, you miss your chance to find out what had three blinking eyes or >insert experience here<. Not judging, just posing a different reaction.
Slinky

 

[mississippifarmboy]

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Ok, MFB; pick one really good one and lets hear it...

Ok, this is just the latest one. Happened in December or early January just past. Every night just after dark I go out with a flashlight and check all the stock on the farm, shut the chickens up in the coops, sometimes just stand in the dark with the light off for a while and just listen to the night sounds. I've done this all my life, just how I was taught as a kid to check everything before I go to bed.

This night it was about mid 30's and totally silent, no wind, clear sky full of stars. I walked out and down off our back porch, turned to go around the house and once I got around the corner and stopped for a minute to let my eyes adjust to the night and my ears to get used to the night sounds I heard a slight huffing noise towards the rear of our property. I listened close, turned my head side to side to hear better (I'm partially deaf in my right ear) and didn't hear anything else. I started slowly walking that way and after I got closer I heard a branch snap. My first thought was a deer, but to be sure I pointed the flashlight at the noise and clicked it on.

There was something huge and hunched over standing at the corner of our property. It was bigger than I am (I'm 6'5" tall and weighed about 285 at the time) It sort of raised it's arm to block the light and walked to my left towards my garden. I couldn't see it very plainly as I was using a cheap flashlight, was more a profile against the pitch dark night behind it, but it looked like a very large man in a fur coat. It didn't run, just sort of a fast walk on two legs but hunched over. I ran as fast as I could to try and get close to it, but it turned after about 50 yards and went into the brush and I lost it.

I walked back to the house and told my wife and kids about it, then remembered I hadn't finished shutting up the stock. So my son went with me and wanted to see if he could see some tracks. We walked back to where I had seen it go in the brush and we both seen it shuffle deeper into the brush. I would have thought it would have ran off, but it was standing just a few feet from where I had last seen it! Again, not a good look, but enough to know it was nothing that is in this area unless it was a person. While we were doing our checking of everything in the barn we heard a weird wavering cry in the bottom. I've heard that same call a couple of other times as a kid and several times while in the Pacific Northwest and Alaska. We went ahead, did our chores and went back in and went to bed.

The next morning when my son went to do his chores he ran in the house hollering "Come quick Daddy, there's tracks out there where we saw that thing last night!" A couple of weeks before this I had hired a dozer to push off all my old fence lines so I could put up new fences this spring, so there was a strip of bare dirt about 20' wide and it had walked right down this lane of soil. I wear a size 13 shoe and the tracks were almost half again as long as my feet when I placed my foot inside the prints. For me to match the stride I had to run and strech my legs as far as I could so that would have made it much taller than me. My son weighs about 150 pounds and with him on my back we could make tracks as deep as the ones in the soil, so a total of about 435 pounds. And the other weird point? Bare feet. In the winter. clear marks of a bare foot too large and too wide to be human in my opinion. The toes were flared out wider than a human, but looked more like a human footprint than anything else I can think of.

I tried to track it the next day, but lost it after about a half mile in the swamp.

What was it? I have no clue. Maybe a really huge hill-billy running around barefoot? I can't say, but I've seen this same "whatever it is" several times and know others that did too. My cousin works at the local diner and she said she heard several dozen people in claiming they had seen the same thing around that same time.

 

[turney31]

And that mfb, is why I a grown woman run (fast) into the house after closing up the chickens. I just know we have a bigfoot in our woods.

 

[ChikeeMomma]

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Hehe......I have no scary stories to share, but I do the same thing every night. I am just certain that'd I'd better hurry my butt back to the house after closing up the chickens!

 

[noodleroo]

MFB; what an amazing experience! This ties into my strong belief that there are things that exist that we just can't fully percieve (in other words prove with normal means) in the senses and light spectrum that we as humans utilize. I am a very 'out of the box' thinking kind of person and I just love learning these stories and trying to figure them out. I am quite certain that there are more things in the world than what we know and can prove...

 

[noodleroo]

Piccolini: that must have been horrible for your mom to see. My first thought would be that since the neighbor was away that maybe no one put the chickens away and a coon (or a buch of coons) got them. The second thought was that the neighbor was mentally ill and didn't think rationally and killed his own chickens thinking no one would be there to take care of them. But who knows; that was a really good story, too - thank you for posting it...

 

[Gold Griffin Chicken Mom]

Hey all! I like to think I'm an open-minded, thinking out of the box kind of lady, lol.

I've read many times (but not lately, hmm) about ball lightning. There is definitely something or somethings out there that we percieve as balls of energy. Old timers in Europe told stories about Will-o-wisps. There's something lurking in the dark.

The house we live now was only built in 2006, but it's on land - land that has had two wars fought on it. There were deer hanging out when we first moved here, so if I thought I saw something, I would look up. Either I've grown used to the "man running across the yard" or he is a Summer phenomonem (spelling is not my strong point). There is also a man that stands in my side yard and watches me gardening or caring for the chickens. I think the first man is just a "recording" of a traumatic event. The second man is some sort of ghost or other spirit.

I often have dreams where I "talk to dead people". I fully believe that "properly passed over" people can visit friends and relatives. When we first moved here the house seemed busy. Even my kids saw and felt things. "Mom! There was a guy standing in the foyer!" I told her it was a relative and not to worry. My son talks to his angel in his room at night.

One night I had put the birds to bed and slowed down to take a picture of the night sky. I was rather surprised to see my photo with a large orb in the center! It was not a reflection.

 

[Spookwriter]

The Mothman was a very real thing. Anyone ever see the movie?
It wasn't like that.

I live in the Mothman area. As teenagers, we hung out in the TNT
playground. I remember looking for him...it...

 

[noodleroo]

Gold Griffin Chicken Mom; I think that energy is forever; it has to go somewhere. We are all part of the same thing. When our bodies die, I think we go back to the 'light' that we came from. In physical form, I think we get glimpses of the whole, but again, we may just not have the ability to percieve all the dimensions in a way that makes sense to us. I don't know, but I just stay open to all the possibilities. Thank you for your story...

 

[mississippifarmboy]

Well, after a night's sleep I felt I needed to add to my post. I am a country boy, raised in the woods and fields around here. I've traveled all over the country though and camped, hiked and enjoyed wilderness areas all over North America. I wasn't scared because things like that just don't scare me. I know every animal in this area of the country. I have seen animals that acording to "experts" aren't native to this part of the country like a bear once and a cougar three different times. I know for a fact that there is no way there is enough wilderness in this area for an animal that size to hide for long without being found, and most likely shot by a homeowner or hunter. There is not enough food to support such an animal without eatting livestock.
I never called it Bigfoot because I honestly haven't a clue what it is. Whatever it was, in my opinion it was just traveling through the area. The rash of other people, strangers to each other, that saw something like it all in a week or so time period leads me to believe it was just passing through.
I guess I'm just a born skeptic. I do think there are things in this world that haven't been discovered yet.
I do think someday one of these whatever they are things will be shot, hit on the highway or something though. There are just too many people who have seen them for it not to exist.

On another note, my Cherokee Grandparents told us stories of the "hairy men" when we were kids. According to the legends, there were two kinds, one larger than a human and very rare and another kind smaller, about man sized or slightly smaller and more common. Makes you wonder....

My wife believes in ghosts and stuff too. Has seen them all the time. I think she just needs to take her meds though.