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"Whatever it was walked on 2 legs and was about 8-9 feet tall, covered in dark hair. It saw us and turned toward the direction of my uncle. Which is when I started crying."
I received the following account:
"Here's a little background before I share my story. I was about 8-9 (I'm 45 now). My dad, Uncle Brad, and their friend Henry and I all went out on a hunting trip. Where we were that day we call "The Bluff." It is located in Northeast Missouri. The lay of the area is as follows. There is a ridge that runs along a river. Along the river are trees and the area is relatively flat for a few feet before the land shoots up at a steep angle, creating the ridge. The trees there are thick and it is difficult walking for a person. At the top of the ridge is a dirt trail that we walk/ride ARCs on while hunting.
On this day we had dropped Henry off at the river and my uncle, father and I were going to go up to the top of the ridge. The plan was for Henry to walk along the river and run a deer over to one of us on the top of the ridge. When he reached where he was even with us he would turn and go back to the drop off and we would meet him to pick him up. My uncle left my dad and me in one spot on the road and he went up a bit farther and took his place.
Things were normal and we could hear Henry coming up the river at the bottom for a while before he came into view. My dad signaled that Uncle Brad was still a way down the road and we waited. Out of nowhere, there was a scream that was unlike any I had heard (even to this day). There was the sound of something huge tearing through the brush up the ridge side and my dad grabbed my arm and pulled me to him (we both assumed it was a bear). Whatever it was walked on 2 legs and was about 8-9 feet tall, covered in dark hair. It saw us and turned toward the direction of my uncle. Which is when I started crying, being both equally scared for our lives, confused at what I had seen, and scared for my uncle. There was a gunshot, another scream, and then my uncle sprinting up the road to us.
To this day my uncle and Henry refuse to go to that ridge or the river. I still am unsure of what we saw. We don't talk about it because we don't want to be ridiculed. But the thing I can say for sure, I've been in the woods my entire life and haven't seen anything close to that since.
And just a side note. There were some "Bigfoot hunters" who showed up a few months back and camped in those same woods for about two weeks. Not sure what spurred that but I will always wonder if that's really what I saw." U
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