Sasquatch Chronicles Blog

A listener writes “I am 34 years old now. Grew up in East Texas, in Atlanta.Currently live in Denver, CO. We lived out in the country and the closest neighbor at the time was about a mile away. I grew up on a small farm so to speak, not sure if you would call it that but we had horses, ducks, chickens, dogs, cats, and other little critters.

One night I made a pallet on the living room floor because my mother and I would usually lay around and watch tv then fall asleep. I got up at roughly 1:00 – 2:00 AM to go use the restroom. I was coming back into the living room and my mom was asleep on the couch, and I had my pallet on the floor. ( We had a large utility light outside so the light shines pretty bright and illuminates whatever is outside the window. We lived in a trailer home which was about 3 feet off the ground with a deck built out in front). I looked towards the window because for some reason I had this strong urge to look. Not sure why, but I did.

There was this large massive man shaped figure standing on our front deck facing towards our window almost like it was trying to peer in. Sheer fright and terror came over me, I dropped to the pallet so fast and just closed my eyes hoping it would all go away. I do not remember anything after that point. I woke up and remember seeing that thing. I did not tell my mom or anyone because I was terrified and did not want to be dismissed as it being a bad dream.Being a kid I quickly let the situation go, I did not forget, but I let it go thinking it was a dream… more to come on that. The following events happened over a period of time, and actually roughly around the same time line.

My mom and I were talking about what I saw that one night on our deck and we got to discussing some of the things that she had encountered. We had a mare that was about to give birth and my mom was out checking on her to see if she went into labor or not. My mom said something beside the barn gave her a deep growl which scared her enough to run back into the house. My mom was a pretty tough country woman and did not scare easily.

She then tells me about another encounter where she would hear what sounds like a woman being murdered and it was something ( she thought it was a cougar ) screaming for a good while one night down at our neighbors barn. At this point all of these can be easily explained, until what I am about to tell you next.

(Several Months Earlier before sighting) My father at the feed store picked me up two baby ducks for Easter one year. They grew up, had eggs, and one day I was outside and I saw ants in the eggs, and I also saw the eggs hatching so I brought them in, helped the baby ducks finish hatching, and they imprinted on me. I was the first thing that they saw coming into this world. I grew attached to them and they followed me everywhere. Some time has passed at this point, they were maybe 4 months old. It was November, Thanksgiving night actually. Myself, mom, and dad came home from my grandmothers house, and everything seemed ok. No sounds outside, it was quiet actually. We all went to bed and then we woke up the next day to find a real horror scene outside. I remember my dad coming inside and telling my mom sternly do not let me come outside. He was shocked himself, and I rarely seen him that way. My dad ended up telling me what happened and then I was pressing to go outside and I made it outside and I broke down in tears.

My ducks were slaughtered to say the very least, and some of our chickens were too.

There were piles of feathers all over our property which our front and back yard was about an acre if not bigger. There were piles of feathers in the road, in the front yard, and back yard and by the barn. The baby ducks, we found many of them with just their necks broken. I found one of my chickens with its head ripped off and thrown at least 15 feet from its body.

My dad blamed our neighbor ( which was over a mile away ) and said his dogs did this. Ended up not being his dogs. My dad and mom said it must have been a weasel.

I then told my mom about the figure on our deck ….. still more to come on that..And shortly after my mom had the shotgun ready to go by the living room door because from what they told me, is that a crazy person was on the loose. Which did not make sense to me because we lived out in the middle of the country, and I was wondering who in the hell would be out there. We had a neighbor far far down the road that ran a boys home for troubles boys. They said it was one of them. Then shortly after all this happened, my mom and I got the chicken coops more fixed up, oh and not to mention the top portion of the chicken screen was bent down, because I remember my dad wondering how something got the chickens.

We made a stronger chicken coop and either that day or around that time my mom and I went to a small pond behind our place in our neighbors pasture. We went fishing a lot there. It was tiny but it was mostly for fun and to spend time together. Well on our way to the pond I shouted to my mom because there was a large cow which was laying in the field, its eyes were still open and its tongue sticking out, I remember seeing its insides completely removed, I saw absolutely no organs at all, and there was really not much blood around. The stomach was clean cut, which to me as a kid only knowing what I knew about predators is that no known predator around that area would make a slit down the middle of the cow and remove its insides, so I thought that may have been something to do with what my parents said about the crazy person. Maybe the crazy person did it. I eventually let this whole situation go over time, and it took some time so I just chopped the whole situation up to being a crazy person was on the loose and maybe killed the cow or the chickens and ducks, or a weasel killed the ducks. I did not think of it too much over time except feeling the sadness of losing my ducks.

It was not until I was listening to your show when I started to piece 1+1 and 2+2 together and these really started to fit together. I was just wondering if it was a sasquatch out there that did all of this. Maybe it was that, that was standing on our deck, maybe that is what was killing our neighbors cattle, killed our animals. Part of me wishes it was not that but deep down inside, I have no doubts that is what it was.

This thing that was on our deck was TALL. It was THICK in size. My father is a big man, he is roughly 6’3 -4 and 250 lbs, all muscle, and a little fat in there too. Not going to lie. But this thing was so much bigger than him. It nearly filled the entire window in its size, and I think that is what terrified me the most. Because I could clearly see its outline standing by the window on the deck. The deck and window damn near meet up, as the edge of the deck terminates by the front door and the living room window is about 2 feet from the deck.

Now what I was going to mention regarding that night is that I brought this subject up again with my mom. She told me something I did not remember, and for her to say this without me giving her too much information over time is what shocked me. She said that I dropped to the floor, and told her something was standing by the window. She said she could not move, she said she was terrified and maybe that is why I do not remember it much because she did not interact back with me, but somehow she knew it was there too. That is not what I understand, but Wes, the fear that came over me when I saw that was crippling. I have never experienced that fear in my life since, except in my dreams.”