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Bigfoot: A Short Story

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Once my eyes fall shut, the fall season begins. It is the perfect camping weather. There are strangely large pine trees all around us. This image reminds me of the forest that you see on the nature channel with suspicion creatures roaming around. Even though these creatures are usually just men in costumes, I think they are creepy creatures that could really be in our backyard. There is no air movement, which is weird for the location. Whenever I am submerged between trees like this, there is usually a breeze whistling through the trees. I do not know any of the other five people here, but everyone has a special skill. For some reason I already know everything about these people. We do not talk much as a group, but I can feel the tension …show more content…

He is the world record holder for the pulling the most cars with a rope. At this point, I feel about two feet tall compared to these other individuals. I finally get my groundings and can breathe again. I search my pockets for useful items. I feel something. This is going to be what I defend my life with? I am surely going to perish if this man does not kill this sasquatch. I panic more, but I am more relaxed this time. I feel comfortable even though I see a macho man fly through the air. Bigfoot is not happy now; he is ready for business. He stomps the ground and I can tell he is not happy. He lugs towards me. My heart quickens pace and I grip the object in my pocket. I break out in a brief sweat since I knew this was going to be a long shot. As long as I was confident in my actions, I was going to have bigfoot as a prized position just like so many have fought after for years. Not only will this monster be deceased, but also he will no longer be inside my home and lurking in my yard while I sleep. Bigfoot takes his final steps towards me and I bring out the blue, uncapped pen from my pocket. I hold it tightly and put my thumb behind the pen. I get as much force behind it as possible and I stab him right through the trachea. He is gasping for air while falling towards the ground. I have done it. He is falling back and all the individuals, along with me, are safe and

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