The writer's workmate told him about a scary Bigfoot encounter that a friend had when he was younger. No one would believe him and he would never talk about it because of the stigma.
I received the following account:
"In 2016 when I lived in northern Alabama, we hired a new guy. I'm a little older than he was but we've known each other for years. At work, there is a water line that goes three miles out of a dirt road and stops. The road is nine miles long and where the water line stops there are no more houses on the road. There are only twelve houses in that part of the system. So in the summer that water line has to be flushed three times a week and once a week during the winter. I noticed every time we were riding on that road the new guy always looked in the woods the whole time. This went on for a few months and he finally asked me, "Do you believe that there are things such as Bigfoots and stuff?" I told him I thought there was and here's what he told me.
"You know my older brother don't you?" I told him I did. "Well, when he was twelve or thirteen the church we went to take the boys at church to the start of this road with their bicycles and dropped them off. They were gonna ride to the other end of the road and get picked up by the church van and a couple pickup trucks. Well, my brother was riding bikes with two of his friends when the chain on his bike came off. Like good friends do his buddies laughed and kept riding. My brother was trying to get the chain on his bike when he heard something walking when the walking stopped he looked into the woods and about twenty feet away he saw a Bigfoot standing by a small tree watching him. He said he tried to scream but was so scared no sound would come. He finally managed to yell one of his buddy's names and when he did he said Bigfoot had a disgusted look on his face grabbed the small tree with both hands and sort of used it to turn itself around and ran up the hill behind it. His buddies rode up to find him almost crying and trying to get his bike chain on. He was shaking so bad he couldn't. One of his buddies did it for him and they rode as fast as they could to the pickup point. When they got there they told the grown-ups what happened. They kept telling him it was a bear. He kept telling them he was right there with it, could see its face, even down to its eyes and teeth when it opened its mouth. When they got home he told his parents and he kept telling them everybody thought I was crazy but it wasn't a bear. He even slept with his parents for two weeks because he was so scared.
Now he's retired from the Air Force in his mid-fifties. Refuses to talk about it except a little to his brother. Will not go on that road at all. Not even with a group of people and he refuses to be outside by himself late in the afternoon till morning. When he goes fishing he always leaves about three o'clock in the afternoon so he will be home way before dark.
His brother did tell me a while back that he would like to go on that road with his brother and me but he didn't think he could. Was still too scared.
I had forgotten to mention this about this particular road. One time one of my cousins was going ginseng hunting on some property connected to this road. Before we got there we stopped to see my cousin's grandad. He asked us what we were doing. We told him where we were going. He said, "Y'all boys watch out for that hyena that lives down that way." My cousin said Hyena? What are you talking about Papa? The old man replied "That big hairy thing that lives down there. The old folks always called it a hyena even though it looked like a person. I used to see it near the old bridge." U
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