Here's a short story from Chris.

My story begins in 1982 or somewhere close to that year.

My husband and I lived in the middle of 1,700 acres in northwestern Sonoma County, California.

We managed a horse boarding operation with a hundred head of horses and a few head of cattle.

The driveway was about a mile and a half long from the pavement to the gate of the ranch.

There were locks on all outer gates and some inner gates as well. One night I had gone

into town for something and I arrived back at the main gate. I got out of the truck to unlock and open

the gate. I drove through and then exited the truck to close the gate and relock it. As I approached

the gate to close it, I heard the most god-awful scream I've ever heard.

It sounded like a woman being terrorized by something.

You have to remember, this is out in the middle of nowhere.

It was also really dark out and the only lights were from my truck. I thought about this event for a long

time looking for an answer as to what that scream was made by. I had no clue, but the hair

on the back of my neck stood at attention and I ran closing and locking the gate and I sprinted

to the open door of the truck, and high-tailed it

out of there. I continued to think about that sound, and I could not find an answer. I knew just

about every sound by critters in the area, but this one stumped me for sure. In 2016, my oldest son and I were in an apartment living room watching shows that

were all about Bigfoot. I was at my desk multitasking when I heard a scream from the television.

The hair on the back of my neck stood up all over again and major goosebumps popped up all over my body.

There was a soundtrack playing on the program of Bigfoot sounds, and what gave me this reaction was exactly what I heard 34 years ago.

There was absolutely no doubt about it.

It had to have been Bigfoot on the hill above the gate. I was totally amazed to learn of this and oh yes, I do believe in Bigfoot.

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