The Legend of Big Liz

The Master of a southern Maryland plantation was a firm supporter of the Confederate President and had committed to send as much food as he could to the Southern army. Things were going well at first, until the Yankees began attacking the Master's supply lines. The Master suspected a traitor among his slaves, and soon discovered that the Yankee spy was a slave-woman named Big Liz. She was a behemoth of a girl who could pick up two full-grown pigs, one under each arm, and cart them over to the slaughterhouse without assistance. If he confronted her directly and she fought back, she would take him to pieces.

So the Master came up with a different plan to rid himself of the spy. He approached the giant girl and asked her to assist him with a special task. He told her that President Jefferson Davis had entrusted him with a large chest full of gold. To keep it out of Yankee hands, he wanted to bury the chest where it would never be found. The girl's eyes gleamed when she heard this false report. The Master knew she was already planning to betray the existence of the chest to the Yankees.

The Master made Big Liz carry the heavy trunk several miles out into the swamp land and asked her to dig a deep hole for the trunk. He sat at his leisure while she worked and strained for hours against the muddy ground, which kept oozing back into the hole. When the slave girl was completely exhausted, the Master decreed the hole to be large enough for his war chest. Wearily, Big Liz dropped the shovel and pulled the heavy chest down until it lay at her feet. Then she started to climb out of the deep hole. But the Master barred her way, and Big Liz gazed up at him in sudden fear as he loomed over her. "Traitor! Yankee spy!" The Master hissed. "There is only one path open to a traitor."

The Master swung his sword at her, and the sharp edge of the blade cut cleaning through the slave girl's neck. Her head went rolling away into the tall grass as her body toppled across the chest. The Master heaped dirt over the chest and the body of slave girl who had betrayed him. Briefly, he considered finding her head and burying it in the pit with her body, but it was too dark to go wandering in the dangerous marshland, and he knew that scavengers would make short work of the head when they found it.

As the Master walked toward home through the dark swamp, he became aware of a prickling sensation at the back of his neck, as if someone were watching him. The Master walked faster as clouds obscured the light of the moon. The Master's teeth chattered as a breeze cut through him like the sharpened blade of the sword at his side, and his straining ears picked up the sound of footsteps on the path behind him.

The Master was filled with a terrible, superstitious dread of demons and witches and ghosts. He broke out into a panicked run, fleeing up the path as fast as his legs would carry him. To his relief, he saw the lights of his house rise before him, and knew he was home.

As he rounded the back corner of his house, he was confronted by a massive, dirt-encrusted figure that glowed with blue fire. The smell of rotting leaves and marsh grass filled his nostrils as his eyes raced up and up the tall creature, until they rested on the stump of its neck, where a head had resided only an hour before. Then he heard a chuckle from the creature's side, and he saw the phantom's head tucked under her arm.

The Master stumbled backward, gabbling desperately in fear as the ghost placed her head upon the ground with one hand and grabbed the collar of his shirt with the other. The murdered slave girl snapped the Master's neck in two and dropped his dead body to the ground beneath his bedroom window. Then Big Liz gathered up her severed head and vanished into the darkness.

They say that on the anniversary of her death, the ghost of Big Liz still may be seen roaming the swamp lands near her old home. Anyone foolish enough to walk near her grave will be driven away by the phantom, which to this day still defends the place where the Confederate chest is buried.

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Man Reports RV Damage, Bigfoot Sightings

This sighting was in Dauphin Co...about 15 miles north of Harrisburg, PA and about 60 miles north of the Mason-Dixon line. It's being forwarded to the Pennsylvania Bigfoot Society:

LYKENS, Pa. (WHTM) - A Lykens man who had the taillights and windows smashed out of his motor home told a state trooper he has seen bigfoots in the area where the crime occurred.

State police in Lykens said the trooper was called to John Reed's home in the 400 block of Division Street, where Reed reported that he has seen bigfoots near his 1973 Winnebago on Lykens Road in Jackson Township.

Police said Reed told them that after he had turned on the RV's outside light, a bigfoot began throwing rocks at the light to prevent being discovered. Reed, however, provided a different account to abc27 News Friday afternoon. He said he believes the crime was committed by vandals.

Reed is a self-described bigfoot tracker and a founder of the Lykens Valley Sasquatch Hunters. His postings on the group's Facebook page refer to the RV as "The Doghouse," their official base camper.

The Facebook postings indicate the damage done to the camper was found during bigfoot hunts on September 11 and September 28.

Reed told abc27 News that he's seen a bigfoot three times.

"While we were in the camper, I seen something walk by the window, not just walk by but kind of duck down like it was trying to duck under the window, like he didn't want to see us," Reed said. "I thought maybe one of my friends was messing with me until I realized the window was six-foot high. What I seen was the back of something's head which was covered in hair, like six, seven-inch hair."

Whether or not bigfoot is to blame for the RV damage, a state police spokesman said the incident is being taken seriously and will be investigated.

"We take every call seriously, whether it involves bigfoot or nor," Trooper Adam Reed said. "The bottom line is there was some damage done, there was some vandalism done to his property." - ABC27

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Large Human-Like Footprints - Ellicott City, Maryland

YEAR: 1977

SEASON: Summer

STATE: Maryland

COUNTY: Howard County

LOCATION DETAILS: 9922 Windflower Ct, Ellicott City, MD 21043

OBSERVED: We lived in a ranch-style house on an acre of land which backed up to several hundred acres of farmland and forest. My father and grandfather had built a picnic table out of an old electric cable spool, turned on its side. One day we noticed the spool was gone. There was a path leading from our property with a cornfield on one side and forest on the other which led to more deeply forested area. We could see on the path places where the spool had been rolled and places where it had been picked up and carried. Large, human-like footprints were also found on the path. The spool was found about a mile away from the house. It had been tossed into a steep gulley.

What impressed us at the time was that this thing had been carried over some pretty rugged terrain, so we didn't think a bunch of kids would have gone to the trouble. The spool was very heavy - it took three men to move when they originally put it in. The footprints were very large, much larger than my fathers size 10 shoe.

ALSO NOTICED: I'm submitting this for the record - I figure it should be included in the database, but not handled by me personally.

ENVIRONMENT: At the time, the area was all farmland and forest. Since then, it has been developed. The area in question is now the "Burleigh Manor" neighborhood.

NOTE: I was familiar with this incident before it was eventually reported to the BFRO in 1999. I knew a nearby resident (since deceased) who described the incident to me not longer after the spool and footprints were discovered (Summer 1977). Not included in the report...there was a witness to a 4-5 ft. hairy hominid a few days before the incident in this report. There was a history of several incidents of high strangeness in this location previous to the sightings. I have no further information of any activity since 1977...Lon

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The Harundale Haunting

Bill Bean Jr. was only 4 years old in 1970 when his family moved into a three-bedroom single family home in Harundale.

Little did they know their lives and family would be changed during the 10 years they lived in the house.

"We went from a very loving family when we first moved into the home, to a family void of affection that lived and survived on a day-to-day basis," Bean said.

"I believe it was the evil force and entities in the home that made my mother ill and kept her in that environment."

Margaret Ehrlich, organizer of Inspired Ghost Tracking, an Odenton-based group with 65 members, hosted, Bean last week as a guest speaker. A DVD of his story from Discovery Channel's "A Haunting" in 2006 was played to an audience of over 90 people.

Bean has written and published a book about the family's experiences, "Dark Forces."

"We left that home in 1980," Bean said. "I didn't discuss our experiences until I was approached to talk about it on a local radio station in 2002.

"Our childhood was robbed. There were no slumber parties at our home, no friends to come over and play for fear of what the evil entities would do."

Bean said the home was very dark, with dark brown paneling in the living room and dark, narrow hallway.

"It was eerie looking and scary to me as a young child, but I couldn't figure out what it was," he said.

His older sister, Patti, never felt comfortable in the hallway or her bedroom. Her bedroom was at the end of the long hallway and was always cold, even in the summer.

Soon after the family moved in, the back bedroom door began opening and slamming shut over and over again.

It continued during the day while Bean's mother, Patricia Bean, was at home alone.

She told her family that she would make the beds only to find them stripped from all of the beds soon afterward. The bathroom faucets would turn on, overflow the sink and flood the floor and hallway.

Bean's father, William, was a no-nonsense man who didn't believe any of it.

"My mom told my grandmother that our house may be haunted," Bean said.

Bean shared a bedroom with his younger brother, Bobby. They would lie in bed at night and hear what sounded like heavy footsteps in the attic. Later, strange tapping noises from inside the walls would accompany the footsteps.

One evening, after a few years in the home, Bean said he was physically attacked by an unseen force as he lay in bed.

"I wanted to cry out to my parents for help, but my mouth wouldn't work," he said.

He said his family was stuck financially.

"We couldn't leave. My grandparents offered to take us in on several occasions, but they lived in a one bedroom apartment," Bean said.

He said that his mother was physically attacked as well, and was once hit in the head from a glass flying out of the kitchen cabinets.

Bean explained that this type of violent activity got worse in the final five years. Pets disappeared. Strong and foul odors appeared out of nowhere.

Bean said a priest blessed the home, provided the family with an intercessory prayer and holy water.

"It got to a point where the priest told us to call him anytime day or night. He would bring holy water to our home in large Mason jars on numerous occasions," Bean said.

"The hardest part of our 10-year experience was being physically, emotionally and spiritually drained," he said.

These days, Bean is touring the country, publicizing his book and talking to families going through similar experiences.

The family that currently resides in the Beans' old home says they have never experienced any paranormal activity.

"My Uncle Cliff introduced me to God while I was a teen. I truly believe we were under demonic forces at that house. God has given me the strength to overcome this and to use my experience to assist others."

Dark Force - The Terrifying and Tragic Story of the Bean Family

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William John Bean was born on July 29, 1966 in Baltimore, Maryland. In 1970, the Bean family moved into a modest three bedroom ranch style house located in Glen Burnie, Maryland. The community was called, "Harundale." Bill recalled his first memories of the house were frightening ones. "It had a very foreboding and ominous feel from the start," he said. What the family didn’t know is that a demonic force already occupied their new home. Bill Bean stated, "My family was literally torn apart by an evil force that co-existed among us. The activity began as noises and gradually escalated into violent physical attacks on us by the entities."

Bill starred in a Discovery Channel broadcast about his story. The show originally aired on September 7, 2006 on the series "A Haunting." The segment is called "House of the Dead," and is one of the most watched segments. It’s often shown during Bill’s lectures, along with a jaw dropping photo presentation. Bill has taken many bizarre photos of anomalous phenomena over the years.

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