The following written confession and images were submitted via email:

My parents bought their property in the thumb of Michigan back in either 1974 or 1975. I was born in 1979. It was very wooded and swampy. Very thick and you couldn’t get back in the woods so my dad started bulldozing trails and opening up the woods. That’s when it all started. The first sighting was with my sister. She is 2 years older than me. We shared a bedroom and the window in the hallway was right outside our bedroom door. It was about 8 feet or so off the ground. one night she started screaming. She told my dad there were two flashlight eyes staring at her. He didn’t believe her so our parents picked us both up and took us outside to show us there was nothing there. My sister was terrified. We never saw anything else that night.

The next thing I remember happening was a couple years later. We had a trailer at the time and there was a room built off it which had our chest freezer, washer and dryer and water heater in it. It had a screen door with a hook lock on it. Something pulled open the screen door and took out all the venison that my dad had in there, tore off all the freezer paper and left it scattered around that room.

My dad got in a bad car accident in 1983. He was off work for the next 3 years. During that time a lot happened. Some of it I remember and some I just remember from him talking about it. He broke his back and it would take him a very long time to get around. He started walking every day. He would walk from our house straight back through the woods to the next dirt road which was a mile away and then walk back. It would take him hours. He had something follow him most days. He didn’t see what it was at that time. He did that for the entire summer/fall.

At some point shortly after that he rigged up a spotlight and microphone/tape recorder on our living room window because he kept hearing noises in our yard. I remember one night something was whooping in our back yard and we were all gathered in the living room. My dad turned on the spotlight and we saw two big dark figures crouch behind the pine trees. Their eyes were almost reflecting an amber color. They were about 100-120 yards away from us. One was quite a bit taller than the other. They kept peeking around the pine tree and one was making a growl/huff noise, if that makes any sense. This went on for about an hour. I don’t remember if it was that same night or a different night but they’d run from the edge of the woods and run by our house and hit the outside of my parents bedroom wall. I spoke with my mom about this and she told me they called the sheriff and asked me if I remember when he pulled in the driveway he tore off our to the woods chasing the creatures with his patrol car. I didn’t remember that. We all slept in the living room for a while after that was going on.

My dad passed away in 2015 and he had told me he was talking to a Bigfoot guy but never said who. He had pictures of a lot of footprints and some hair and I haven’t been able to find them since he passed away. Anyways, he wanted to see if they were aggressive toward just him so he took some of his clothes, stuffed them with hay, and basically made a scarecrow/decoy of himself. He put it in a lawn chair in our back yard by our fire pit. They tore that thing apart that night. He had pictures of that as well. He also used to record all night long on cassette tapes because they would make all kinds of noises and calls all night. I do have those tapes. I’m not sure what all is on them because I haven’t listened to them yet. My uncle used to come over and sit up with my dad at night and just listen to them whooping and calling to each other.

We had footprints all over the yard and woods. I know one was 23” long. The smallest I remember was about 14”.

One set of pictures he had was of its footprints where it ran across our yard and hopped the road. The stride was about 8-9 feet and it cleared a two lane dirt road and landed on both feet on the other side.

One story I remember my dad telling me was when it was terrorizing us. Beating on the house and growling. He called my grandpa over who lived about 8 miles away. My grandpa came over and my dad sent my mom, sister and I over to my grandma’s. I am not too sure what happened but my dad and grandpa got scared and jumped in their vehicles and drove the 8 miles to where we were. The whole way that Bigfoot was running in the woods right along side my dad’s vehicle and followed them back to my grandpas. I had never seen my dad so terrified.

Things calmed down for a couple years after that. We would see footprints here and there but no other activity.

We got a new bigger trailer which was about 20 feet longer than our old house. One night we were all watching tv and something ran right into the side of our house. The dents were almost 10 feet up from the ground. The whooping and growling started again on and off and we saw them a handful of times standing just in the tree line in our back yard. At some point when all that was happening my dad contacted Wayne King (the founder and head of the Michigan-Canadian Bigfoot Information Center). He came out and took pictures of some tracks. They cast a few of them and then he wanted to come back with a few of his people and hunt it. My dad told him absolutely not. He knew that would just make it worse for us.

Many times we would smell that foul rotten odor. My dad always said it smelled “like a dirty woman’s snatch”. Terrible I know but I wanted to tell you how he described it because it always made me laugh. It seemed like a pretty good description.

I got to mow our yard once I was about 13 or so. There were lots of times I felt I was being watched. Hair standing up on end and just terrified for no reason.

When I was 14 or 15 my dad and I were up late watching tv. He had a recliner that was right by the living room window. He was completely reclined, his head a few inches from the window and snoring. I was on the other side of the living room laying on the couch. We had all the windows open because we didn’t have air conditioning. I believe this was around mid summer. All of the sudden I hear something by his window breathing. It was a long long breath in, then a very long exhale. I froze. I couldn’t move, couldn’t say anything. I was so scared. It seemed to be standing there forever but it was probably about 5 minutes or so. I tried to wake my dad up once it was gone but he was a very heavy sleeper. I shut all the windows and tried to sleep. I told him about it in the morning and we went outside to see if we could find prints but we didn’t see any. That’s why I asked you about the eyes you saw. I’ve been scared to have windows or curtains open once it’s dark for that reason still to this day.

My parents got divorced in 1996. I stayed at the house with my dad. My sister had already moved out by then. Not a lot happened other than the occasional whoop or knock in the woods. I moved away, and my dad was living there by himself up until 2015. I came back to take care of him because he got real sick and ended up passing away in July of 2015. He left me the house which is where my husband and I live now.

Since I’ve been back we have heard lots of whoops at night. We got home real late one night and when we pulled in the driveway our lights shined on something tall and dark and the eyes were glowing. It was looking in our direction and running toward the right. My husband steered the vehicle to try to shine the lights on it better and then it turned and ran the other direction. We could still see the eyes illuminate even though the headlights weren’t shining on it. That was his first time ever seeing anything like that. We have since seen lots of tracks in the yard but nothing deep enough to cast. We have a few “owls” that hoot at night. Usually there are about 4 of them scattered around the woods. But it’s not an owl. It doesn’t sound quite right, you know what I mean? And we have a tree structure that showed up in the middle of our trail we use to go out to our deer blind. I have attached pictures of that.

Also one night it snowed and the next morning we had tracks going across our yard. The snow was completely lifted out of the tracks. We took pics which I’ve attached. Compared them to my shoe size and I walked along side them and all I did was imprinted the snow a little bit. So we aren’t too sure what they are. My husband and I were out deer hunting and we heard a monkey make the typical monkey noise... we definitely don’t have monkeys in Michigan, lol. He also had seen something when he was getting our semi ready to leave. That really got him into listening to your show and Wes’s show a lot more.