Screaming Sasquatch

My dad, brother and I had just finished our first day of a 50 mile canoe trip on Florida's Withlacoochie River.  We devoured our Rice and dried beef supper like it was the best we ever had.  The mosquitoes came out right at sundown and we had to quickly seek shelter in the tent.  The bugs were hitting the tent so hard and often it sounded like rain. We had nothing to do but talk and eventually we found one of those overnight AM radio talk shows.  We weren't sure where the station was, but they were talking about sightings of a Sasquatch type animal.  The expert told how a sasquatch was big and mean enough to tear a body apart limb from limb. My brother asked what a Sasquatch was and dad told him it was like a big-foot.  Big-foot lived in the swamps of Florida not Sasquatch. It was quiet as we listened to the radio and the drone of the mosquitoes, when a bobcat let out a scream (sounds an awful lot like a woman screaming in terror).  It was dead silent in the tent and after about a minute Tom said "I wish you hadn't said that."

by Pete Pharis