Bigfoot. I saw that he was very ugly, very very big and white.
He had long teeth,and they was red. I think they were in blood. I don't know whom he has eaten.
He had black eyes, which looked only at me. I was afraid of him a lot. The blood was continued to fall down from his teeth.
I was in panic, so I took something and threw it to the Bigfoot. He ran away. For a long time I didn't sleep.
I thought he will come back. But I was very tired and after some time without rest I have slept. I saw only bad dreams.
Next day I thought that everywhere is danger. In the middle of the day I went for a walk. I put on warm clothes, but I was cold.
The weather was bad and I have been already far from my tent, where I lived. The wind was blowing. Suddenly I saw a cave.
One part of me said: "Pete, don't go there. You will be in danger!" And other part of me said: "Oh, Pete, you must go there. You can die outside".
So, I listened my second part and went into the cave. There was no wind. But it was dark in the cave and I couldn't saw my hands and legs. Suddenly I heard voice.
I thought that it was a Bigfoot. I started to run but fell. I thought he will eat me. "Mummy, mummy" - I cried.
Then I saw his face. Do you want to know who it was?... It was my best friend John. He laughed at me.
First time I was sad. But then I laughed with him. After some months we flew to England to our families. I told this story to my kids, son Bill and daughter Sam.
They liked my story a lot. And now, when I became an old man, when I only sit in a old uncomfortable chair, when my wife is died and my kids lived far from me, I remember this story and my life starts to be more interesting.
I know that soon I will die and my story will end, but I'm happy, because my life wasn't boring!