Bigfoot Encounter by Reagan Rech

Based on a true story...

I was backpacking through the mountains in Maine about a year ago. My legs were on the verge of collapsing from underneath me. My mouth longed for just a drop of cool, refreshing water. I started to feel like I would never find what I’d been looking for. They called me crazy and said that I wouldn’t be able to find it, so no one came with me. I was alone in the mountains of Maine, feeling my sanity slowly slipping away from me. I was just barely hanging on until one day, I finally found what I was searching so profusely for. Standing at about 8 feet tall it was definitely the largest Bigfoot I’ve ever seen. From my experiences, I’ve learned that it’s best to keep a safe distance or else they may attack. When you’ve been tracking bigfoots for as long as I have, you learn a thing or two. I consider myself to be an expert on the species and their tendencies so trust me when I say that they are not friendly. I moved as close to it as I could without startling it and I snapped a picture. What I didn’t realize was that my flash was on. Oh no. Once again, you’re going to have to trust me when I say that a bigfoot doesn’t like it’s picture taken, especially on a Monday morning. That’s why there’s only bigfoot sightings and no real pictures. The beast started running towards me and I froze not knowing what to do. Seconds later I bolted. However, I was fatigued and could not run very fast. There I was in the mountains with a bigfoot trailing at my feet, wondering where exactly my life went wrong. I looked back and I could see the hairy creature swatting at me. What I realized a moment later was that he wasn’t just swatting at me, he was trying to grab my camera. I knew I couldn’t keep running so I dropped the camera and hoped for the best. Luckily he stopped and picked up the camera, throwing it into the river. Ever since that traumatic experience, I consider myself a semi-retired bigfoot tracker. Please learn from my encounter and never go trekking for bigfoots alone.

Author’s notes: Now you may ask how this is based on a true story. It’s solely because I went to Maine and one of the people with us looked like bigfoot.