Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

Spoke to the witness, this incident happened in Vermont and he said “In July 2017, I was attending college, making use of my GI Bill before it went to waste. I had signed up for some summer classes to earn extra credits. On the last day, the class wrapped up early, and I was heading home. The day was scorching hot but beautiful, not a cloud in the sky.

I prefer the back roads long, winding paths over straight main roads. There’s something almost meditative about slowly cruising through them. That day, I puttered along at about 20 miles per hour, as I usually do. If someone approached, I’d pull over and let them pass, then keep enjoying my slow drive.

At that time of year, the road crew had been cutting out the edges of the road to create drainage ditches after the winter melt. The freshly carved ditches were deep and wide. As I came around a bend, I noticed three kids sitting in the ditch, two girls and a boy.

I’d driven this road countless times. I knew people who walked, ran, and biked along it, but I’d never seen these kids before. They looked unkempt. Two of them a boy and a girl sat on one side of the ditch facing me, while the other girl sat closer to the roadside, facing them. I waved, and the girl next to the boy waved back.

One girl caught my eye. She seemed to be wearing a makeshift outfit, like a burlap sack with holes cut for her head and arms. Her hair was long and brown. The boy had blondish hair and was dressed in a button down shirt, gray trousers, and suspenders. All three were barefoot. I felt like something was off about these kids.

After the wave, I continued driving glancing at the rearview mirror. Suddenly, they got up and started running toward my car. My heart sank. I was doing about 40 miles per hour and somehow, these kids were keeping pace with me. I had an overwhelming dread come over me. It was just kids but I thought “If these kids catch me, I’m done”.

They seemed to move in a formation, two visible in the rearview mirror and one in the side mirror. I didn’t have air conditioning, so the windows were down. I couldn’t hear footsteps, but I could hear the children chattering. I couldn’t make out what they were saying.

The road sloped slightly downward, then curved up to the left, with a graveyard to the right, something I hadn’t even noticed until later. My eyes were glued to the kids. Then, in unison, they made an impossible right angle turn and shot up the hill to the left. I couldn’t comprehend the speed they moved faster than anything I’d ever seen.

By now, I was doing 60 miles per hour and I am about a mile from my house. The whole encounter left me shaken. It was without a doubt the strangest thing I have ever witnessed. After looking into it, the only thing that even remotely fits what I saw are the Black-Eyed Kids, I don’t have any other explanation. I never saw those kids again and I do not think they were actual kids.”