Sasquatch Sighting
A clear memory I have from about the age of 5 was going camping with my father. We are in a public campsite where the terrain sloped down to a small lake. I watched a bigfoot walk out from the woods on the other side of the lake and walk down to the water and begin to drink.
After a few seconds, he was followed by a mom and a baby bigfoot. At this point I remember turning towards my dad as some of the campers started to notice and react fearfully.
My dad picked me up and started walking quickly away from the lake. My dad died when I was still young enough that I never asked him about this, but I remember it clearly. This would have been in California somewhere.
Story credit: Reddit / XXX_Mandor
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