The story I am going to relate here did not happen to me personally. It happened many years ago in the 1940s to my Great Uncles Ronnie and Slish; both have long since passed on. This took place in McAlaster, Oklahoma.
One night, in the dead of winter, my uncles were in bed sleeping and huddled together under a large, thick homemade quilt for warmth. All of a sudden, one of my uncles woke up and came face to face with a terrifying creature. It was pure black, and was described as having great black claws that were around 10-12 inches long and had eyes that glittered like diamonds. It shredded the quilt into ribbons and then turned and ran away from them.
Ronnie and Slish immediately sprang out of bed, grabbed their shotguns, and ran in pursuit of the creature, which had come in through the screen door. They found the beast's footprints in the snow, and they were described to be twice the size of a basketball players'.
The tracks eventually stopped, and the creature had vanished; they were left mystified and scared out of their wits.
My aunt told me this story years ago, and while my dad's side of the family has a lot of paranormal tales, this is one that really sticks out in my mind in particular. I have recalled the details to the best of my ability, and to my knowledge, this is 100% true, and I believe it really happened.
This story sticks out to me because I'm left wondering what, exactly, my two uncles encountered that terrifying night. I am not certain it was Bigfoot, because I have never heard of Bigfoot being described like that. Perhaps it could have been a Wendigo, (a creature of Native American legend like I suspect it was) or a demon, or something else entirely. Who knows?
If anyone who reads this could provide further insight on what this thing might have been, I'd appreciate and welcome any and all feedback.