Can You Say BIGFOOT?
Early
one morning in the countryside of Indiana, a friend of mine named, Sandra woke
up to the sun shining and her friend’s dog, which clearly needed to relieve himself. She got up and walked the pet to the back door, opened the door and
watched it run outside to relieve himself.
Suddenly,
Sandra saw a big white streak fly four feet off the ground, right by her friend’s
dog. She couldn’t believe her eyes. She blinked and looked around, hearing no
sound at all. “What was that?”
Shortly
after, Sandra got into her car and drove a quarter mile down the road and
stopped after seeing a group of several Amish men building a barn nearby.
She pulled her car to the side of the
road near them and rolled down her window and asked the group of young men,
“Did you see a white streak of light or animal around?” The men looked oddly at
each other and smiled. Then one of them replied, “No, but we heard it knocking
down trees and breaking up wood.”
Sandra
was certainly shocked, “Knocking down trees! That’s odd,” she thought. She
hadn’t heard a thing when she saw the strange white streak.
Then another
odd thing happened. The oldest male, seeming to be in his 40’s, started to walk
toward Sandra’s car smiling strangely at her, whilst smoking a cigarette; soon
he stopped near her car.
“Do you
want to find out what it was? Maybe we should go look?” Sandra asked.
“No,
we are good,” he replied. “We just heard it knocking down wood. We didn’t see it.
We have to get back to work now.” Then the odd man backed away from Sandra’s
car, keeping his odd- smile up as he walked away.
After
her strange experience; Sandra drove back to her friend’s house to continue her
job. However, she couldn’t shake the odd feeling that the men were hiding
something.
Weeks
later, Sandra found out that the Amish man in his 40’s, who spoke to her after
she saw the white streak that odd day, died a few days after the incident.
Sandra also informed me that several
times during her stay on the large- property she house-sat; she had smelled a
bad odor or stench that would come and go each time she let the out the dog.
I reviewed Sandra’s odd experience
after speaking with her: The strange white-streak near the dog, the odd yet; awful,
stench that came and went during her stay when she let out the dog.
It all seemed to me after all these
years of interviewing many people with similar experiences that it could only
be one thing: A BIGFOOT!
Think about it! Her friend was out of
town, the Bigfoot didn’t know who she was, and it was curious about her, but unfortunately
it got too close which is when Sandra saw the white streak. It was probably a
white Bigfoot running so fast it appeared to her as if it were a white streak.
Then there is the awful stench smell. This
makes complete sense to me, because I often hear people say, “There was a
horrible smell or animal-like odor,” before or after they saw a Bigfoot.
I hope that my friend, Sandra’s experience
has possibly helped someone identify what they might have also seen and also
could not define. Perhaps you too have seen or experienced a Bigfoot.
