The Gashadokuro is a giant 15 foot tall skeleton Yokai found in Japan. The Gashadokuro is said to be a spirit of a dead human who’s body is made up of collected bones from people who died of war or hunger and were never buried. The Gashadokuro hunts people who are alone on dark nights and bites the heads off of it’s victims and drinks their blood like a soda. You can tell when a Gashadokuro is near because you’ll hear a ringing in your ears however there is little you can do as they are indestructible and they can only be warded off by Shinto charms.
“I had the house to myself for the weekend and had let the dog out the back to pee pretty late in the night. I’d gone out with her to have a look at the stars and moon seeing as it was clear for once, pretty rare in Wales. A few minutes later I hear low growling noise, it’s the dog. She was on the patio, with a defensive stance and growling up at the roof, which was strange enough seeing as I’d never heard her growl in years.
I look up where she’s looking and the best way to describe it would be as a large but skinny creature. It looked like a human from the silhouette I could see, but hunched on all fours, a large bulbous head maybe twice the size of a man’s and limbs that seemed have an extra joint or very long hands. It walked from one end of the roof to the other and I got the distinct impression that it was looking at me. I pretty much shat myself, dragged the dog inside and locked the doors and windows. The dog insisted on staying in my room that night, and she would lift her head up anytime there was an odd scratching noise from the attic.
Never saw anything like that again after that night, dog went back to never staying in my room and all was well. It just creeped me out something fierce, especially since it looked so solid, like an actual thing and not a ghost or whatever.”
“I used to live in Arizona, near a mountain sacred to the Native American tribes in the area (Pima/Maricopa). There were a lot of Skinwalker rumors in the area. My friends and I loved camping, and were lucky enough to get permission to use a site near the mountain, along the Salt River for a weekend.
First thing you have to understand is that we were a pretty sheltered group of kids. Didn’t use drugs, and alcohol in moderation. We mostly went out to share creepy stories around the campfire and nerd out for a night or two. We all spent a lot of time in the desert, and were all familiar with the land and wildlife, even the rarer species.
We were sitting around our fire, listening to the river and the animal sounds around us. Crickets, cicadas, birds. The moon was almost full, and the desert was beautiful. Suddenly, everything goes quiet. Just the sound of the river remains, and even that seems spooky. The air grew still, and seemed to get cold. We hear rustling in the undergrowth across from our fire. Out steps a Javelina.
Javelinas are in the pig family, usually a brownish color, biggest ones about the size of a medium sized dog. They’re actually kind of cute. This one wasn’t. It was huge and looked jet black, with glowing red eyes. It paced around a bit, seemed like it was moving around the fire so it could look each one of us in the eye. I have never seen anything look at me like that, and I work with psych patients. Its gaze was cold and searching, like it could see through me.
After what like felt forever, it finally backed up through the undergrowth. The night got warmer, and the normal sounds started up again. We spent the rest of the night very close to the fires, and GTFO’d as soon as the sun rose.
I really want to believe it was just a male Javelina scoping out some territory. But every instinct I have says it wasn’t.”
“[I once saw a creature I’d never seen before] … about 8 feet tall. Was walking my dog near a forest. She was off the leash, wandering around, when suddenly she froze, staring into the trees. I looked where she was looking and saw it, just for a moment–a tall, thin creature, two legs bent at the knees in the reverse direction. After like a two second stare-down–and this is the freakiest part–it leaped into the forest. Must have jumped 6 feet off the ground, and in two leaps it was gone.
I was so incredibly freaked out, was suuuure I saw an alien. My dog was going mental too, but the weird thing was she didn’t bark (she barks at evvvverything). Like she, also, didn’t know what she’d just seen. She went over to investigate the area of the forest where the creature had been but I brought her immediately back home.
I later determined that this was likely a deer on its hind legs and directly facing me, or something like that. There are deer in those woods.”
In the early afternoon in Northern California
of Friday, October 20, 1967.
Robert “‘Bob” Gimlin
were riding generally northeast (upstream) on horseback along the east bank of Bluff Creek. At sometime between 1:15 and 1:40 PM, they “came to an overturned tree with a large root system at a turn in the creek, almost as high as a room.” When they rounded it, “there was a logjam—a ‘crow’s nest’—left over from the flood of ’64,” and then they spotted the figure behind it nearly simultaneously. It was either “crouching beside the creek to their left” or “standing” there, on the opposite bank. Gimlin later described himself as in a mild state of shock after first seeing the figure. Patterson
had estimate the creature to about seven and one-half feet.
The film shows what Patterson and Gimlin claimed was a large, hairy, bipedal, apelike figure with short, “black hair”
covering it’s body.
The figure in the Patterson–Gimlin film generally matches the descriptions of Bigfoot
“During the summer before 8th grade, my brother and I worked at a small animal farm in the woods not far from our house. We got there one morning and saw all the pigs had gotten out, so we both went out into the woods to look for them. I was mainly looking down at the ground following footprints and realized I had gotten pretty deep into the woods.
So I looked up to see where I was, and maybe 50 feet to my right I saw this monstrous white creature, that I could only describe the movement as ‘galloping.’ towards me. Probably the freakiest aspect of it was it was COMPLETELY silent.
Well I ran as fast as I could back to the farm and told my brother everything that happened. The owners came a little later and I told them, hoping that they’d dismiss it as the crazy ranting of a kid. Not one bit of me thought it was a horse, but it was the only thing I could possibly think of that would explain it. Instead of laughing it off, they had a very concerned look on their faces, and quickly dismissed my horse theory.
That scared the shit out of me. The only plausible explanation was immediately written off, and I was left with the impression that they had experiences with it before. Anyway, happy sleeping!”
“… Several years back, I worked very early in the morning and was leaving my house around 4:30am. I lived just south of Boston, MA and drove up into the city every day for work. I would carpool with this guy Henry, so I had picked him up and we were on our way. It was mid-summer and the sun had not yet come up, but you could see the light beginning to spill over the horizon.
We are driving down a fairly busy road called 138, when all of a sudden, this kangaroo-like animal bolts in front of our car from the woods to the right of us. I SLAM on my brakes, barely avoiding this unidentifiable creature. The car came to a stop, the animal in the middle of the road, curiously peering back at us. I was honestly really struggling with accepting what I was seeing. Both Henry and I were stunned, and I looked at him and just said, ‘what the hell is that?’ About 30 seconds later, it hop/walked along and back into the woods on the other side of the road.
Fast forward..I get home from work, still freaked out by what I had seen. The kangaroo-like creature still fresh in my mind. There are no zoos, or to my knowledge, any habitat for such creatures in my area… It had short, spotty fur, thin arms and backwards legs, almost like Mr. Tumnus.
I then did a TON of research, discovering that there is some sort of animal by the name of a QUOKKA. The only problem was that this “Quokka” was at least several feet tall, when according to Wikipedia, the average Quokka is only 16-35 inches long. While this creature was definitely not a kangaroo, it was either something undiscovered, part of some sort of freaky experiment, or just a GIANT Quokka on steroids.”
“… When I used to tell the story everyone made fun of it as the Manbearpig.
I was driving out to a party with a friend out by the river at night. In order to get there we had to drive down this road which was narrow and surrounded by huge cottonwoods on both sides. We saw a truck with it’s brights on facing us that was stopped in the road, not a big deal I thought, probably just some guy taking a piss.
As we got closer we noticed the dome light of the truck (it was like a Suburban) was on so the door had been left open. But he was nowhere to be seen, then as we get closer we see what at first we thought was a giant badger in front of the car. And then once we were really close we saw this really strange looking creature standing on two legs, greyish wirey fur and the clincher was it was looking down at its hands like ‘what the fuck did I turn into?’ as we cruised by (we had to slow down considerably since the truck was taking up a lot of the road in order to pass it) the thing looked up at us and watched us ride by. My friend floored it once we passed, and we were both terrified.
We got to the party and everyone accused us of smoking weed on the way, and laughed about it.
But I’d say it was… 2 to 3 feet [in height], I didn’t pay attention to the leg joints but it did have a snout of some sort, pointed but longer, kind of like a raccoon. I actually asked around about what it could have been and some people say it may have been a bear (which don’t really exist in North Dakota at all) and my crytozoology friend told me about this creature which sounded similar.”