Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

A listener writes “I wanted to email you regarding an ‘encounter’ or more so experience with a ghost/spirit/figure of some sort. It is not sasquatch, or any other cryptid that I am aware of. However, the fact that I had this experience, and so consistently and young, has geared my mindset for my entire life.

Before I go into the story I want to say: I have been fascinated with, and a true believer in cryptids as a whole, aliens, and ghosts/spirits. I am a true believer that we don’t even know half of it when it comes to our world, universe, and all of its possibilities. I know for a fact, because of my experience, that anything is possible, and if we are to shy away from or dismiss anything without truly searching for an answer, then we are only shorting ourselves.

My story begins when I was about 6-7 years old. My grandparents lived on a small lake in South Central Michigan. They had a fairly large home, it was made of brick and had a huge living room and dining room. The living room faced both the back door, and the lake, depending on which way you were looking. The main door you’d enter the home through when parking in the driveway – so not the door that led out to the yard/lakefront, was the door I was facing. I was sitting on the couch and my grandma, and dad were with me.

I remember looking up at the door (the actual door was open, so I would have been looking through the glass storm door). I saw a black figure walking by, the figure (I always referred to as a woman), was cloaked in black with a hood. She looked in my direction very briefly and then looked back straight the way she was walking. This scared me instantly – I knew it wasn’t another human for multiple reasons. No random person would walk by my grandparents’ door, on their property, it did not look human, and it certainly gave me a negative feeling as soon as I saw it. I began to cry and go into a scared panic. I recall my grandma and dad trying to console me and asking what the problem was. I remember telling them that there was a woman outside of the door. However, after my dad looked, there was no one there.

Fast forward to the next night or two, at our home, which was about a 20 minute drive from where my grandparents lived. My room was down a hall that extended off of our kitchen. My door was on the right if you were coming from the kitchen, on the left you had the laundry room (right across from my room) and then a bathroom. I always slept with a nightlight and my door opened with the laundry room light on…. needless to say I was afraid of the dark. My parents’ bedroom door was directly off of the kitchen/dining room. Basically if I came out of my room, turned left, I could get to my parents room quickly by running a direct line through the kitchen/dining room, then into their room- which I did almost nightly for a while. Anyhow, a couple of nights after my initial sighting at my grandparents’ house, I was laying in bed, our house was dark and everyone was in their rooms getting ready to sleep for the night. my bed was just inside my door so if I were laying in bed I could see directly out my door and into the hallway.

As I said before I left my door wide open, nightly. While laying there the same figure I saw days before, walked by my bedroom door. She did the same motion of looking quickly towards me, and then continuing to walk by. I was extremely frightened. I got out of my bed and darted to my parents bedroom. Explaining to them what I saw, and again in tears, they allowed me to stay in their room. I slept on the floor by their bed. This was a nightly situation – me seeing this figure walk by my door, me running to my parents room, and sleeping on their floor. Eventually it got to the point in my life where I was a bit older, maybe 8-9 years old, and I was routinely seeing this figure, almost nightly. I began to become used to it, my fear faded away, and I basically began to accept her (I always felt it had a womanly presence). I continued to see her for years, all the way through elementary school and even middle school. As I became older (high school) she seemed to fade away. I would see her every now and then, but definitely not nightly, not even weekly. As I became older I really began to dig into and ponder why she was with me – why she chose me – why did she never engage, only look and continue on her way? I dove into the idea of ghosts, spirits, and the unknown (because of this life experience) when I was in about 5th grade, heavily researching and pondering through middle school and high school.

My family: siblings, parents, and some extended family, and even my close friends, knew she existed. They never saw her, but they knew I experienced a presence, they knew I was absolutely terrified as a child, and they heard me continue to recap my encounters as I was growing up. They accepted that I was seeing something. My mother has always chosen to believe that this figure was her lifelong childhood friend who killed herself not long before I was born. My understanding is that she was supposed to be my godmother, too. I don’t know if this figure was her or not, but I do allow my mom to think and feel how she needs and wants in regard to my experience.

Eventually I stopped seeing her altogether. I graduated high school, went off to college, got married, and became pregnant. At this point I am 23 years old, and have not seen this figure for years. One day, a few weeks or so before I had my daughter Holly, I did see this figue again. I was standing in my bedroom at my townhouse apartment, and had just finished working out. I remember saying, outloud, please do not follow my child. When I said that, she disappeared. I did not tell my then husband, or my family about this encounter. I decided to keep it to myself, and to let it go. I did not want to draw attention to it. Time goes on and I have my daughter. Her father and I got a divorce when she was about 2 years old. And I moved to a new house. At this point Holly is about 4 or 5 years old. I was in the kitchen, it was mid-day (I am not 100% on the exact time) and my daughter had been playing in her room.

Suddenly she ran out of her bedroom, came up to me and she was visibly startled and crying. I kept asking her if she hurt herself, or what had happened. Then with hesitation I asked her what she saw. My daughter was not aware of anything I had ever seen, or my encounters with this black cloaked figure. Obviously she was very young at this time, and I would never want to scare any child by telling them about my ‘ghost’. Anyhow, after asking her what she had seen, she immediately responded saying, ‘it was black’. Those were the only words that came out of her mouth. My heart sank into my stomach. I remember saying to myself, in my head, please leave her alone. After that my daughter has never mentioned seeing anything since. Time goes on and I had started a new relationship, at this point it has been about a year or so after my daughter’s encounter. My now husband was staying over, we had been dating awhile, and he was great with Holly, and I knew him well… he was not a stranger to me, in fact we graduated high school together.

Needless to say, I trusted him enough to have him around. It was a weekend I remember – and we were getting ready to go to bed, the house was dark, Holly was in bed, and myself, my husband (then boyfriend), and the dog were in my room. I was laying there, and I had a strange sense come over me. I sat up and I looked to my left, as I did this, I noticed that the dog was already looking where I was looking. He also had his ears perked up, and was tensing himself, in an alert kind of manor. It was then that I noticed this black cloaked figure. (seeing the dog respond to this figure – and notice it or at least sense it in someway, was amazing to me. Because up until then I had not seen an animal react to the figure. We always had animals growing up, but none of them ever were around when this figure was passing my room as a child). It had been years since I personally saw her, way back when I was still pregnant with Holly. She simply vanished, as she always did… No harm done, no interaction, just a presence, and then gone.

It was at this point that I decided, she only came around, as I got older, when she felt a significant change in my life. I have since then given birth to my second child, my husband and two girls live in a new home… coincidently all on the same lake where I first saw this figure at my grandparents’ house. I saw this figure again, while I was pregnant with my second child, in this home. I did not feel the need to speak to it, to ask it to leave my second born alone. I just felt it were sort of customary. I am having a big life change, she came to see me, she is gone. My second daughter, Blakely, is now 2 years old. I have not seen ‘my ghost’ since I was pregnant with her.

Have you ever had anyone reach out to you with a similar story? I don’t walk around telling people about my story, but regardless, I have not ever heard anyone mention anything similar to me or through the internet. I have Googled so many times, looking for answers, but have come up short of nothing, every time. I have looked into black cloaked figures – which have brought up some information, but it never truly fits my personal experience.”