A listener writes “I was about 8 or 9 when I at my grandmother’s house while my parents worked. It was about 6 of us grandkids that would stay but I was the runt. We would all go to this place we called the saw dust pile behind my aunts house. It was a huge pile of sawdust back there for no reason. I’m talking 30 foot pile.
We would all play and slide down it for hours. Well on this day the older kids went somewhere and left me behind bc I was so small. So I was bored sitting there alone and went outside. I decided I will go to the saw dust pile. So I grabbed some hot wheels cars and headed out. The saw dust pile is behind my aunts house. My aunts house is like 30 yds from my grandmother’s house. The pile is 50-60 yds from my aunts.
So I’m walking and seeing which cars I have in my pocket and I walk past my aunts house to the dirt path that leads to the pile. The path splits to the right and goes behind her house to the pile. The left goes down a hill and was private property. We never would go to the left. I get to the fork and just briefly entertained going down there, but was like naw I’m not.
I take a step to go right and I see something coming up the left side of fork and I freeze. This thing looks like a bear because it’s on four legs. As a child it was looking like a bear because it was big and on four legs at first glimpse. Then I saw it was more burnt orange ish in color and I was like wat the….. then I saw that it didn’t walk like a bear, it reached if that makes sense. Walked like a monkey. I looked and said that thing is muscular because it has big calves.
Well then it stood up on two legs and they weren’t calves they were forearms. It was an orangutan, but in shape not chunky. It stood up and turned its head to the left. When it turned its head I jetted. I ran and there was no way it was catching me. As a kid I was the fastest baseball player east of the Mississippi River I was told by scouts. So I always knew I was lighting fast. So I broke out and hauled it back to my grandmother’s house. I work as a game warden now, I always loved the outdoors and that didn’t stop me from doing so because I just brushed it off as (I don’t know what actually) so I hesitate to tell people my story.
I just told people I trust last year. 4 people to be exact. I asked my brother if he was ever told by grandma never to go down the left side of the dirt path when we were kids. He said no, why? I told him my story and he laughed. So I stopped telling him.”