I'll Go First

In 1979 the six of us were best friends in high school.  We were all walking up a hill on a dirt trail through the middle of an apple orchard.  It was a clear night, I can't remember if the moon was full but it was light enough for us to not really need the flashlight that was being carried.

About 10 minutes into the walk we had crested the top of the hill & were busy talking about whatever it is teenagers talk about when one by one, we noticed what sounded like footsteps following beside us.  (btw, none of us were drinking or doing any drugs at the time)

We collectively slowed down & looked to our right--there was...something...I'm not sure what, looking back at us.  It was tall, very hairy, & had animal eyes!

It scared us so badly that we all took off running down the hill with the the thing following close behind.  We could hear it crashing through the underbrush.  It finally stopped following us when we got to the clearing at the edge of the orchard.  We didn't really talk about it much after that.

Fast forward, 20 years later.  I had lost track of my old high school friends till the reunion, & was pleased to re-meet them.  After the party I was sitting on the porch with one of the guys in the group & casually asked him if he remembered seeing anything odd one night on a walk with us.  He got a strange look on his face & said, "do you mean that monster that chased us down the hill that night?  What the heck was that thing?  I still think about it somctimes & it scares the crap out of me."

Since then I have re-confirmed the story with another person who was there.  We all saw the same thing but none of us can figure out what we saw. 

There's my story.

At least one of them.