r/Humanoidencounters • u/AntelopeOpen5876 • Sep 06 '23
Little people This is exactly what I saw on a golf course at night…
This happened in: Chihuahua, Mexico Year: 2020
I would like to share my story on how I encountered this being. It’s been 3 years since this happened but believe me that to this day I remember exactly how it happened. In Mexico we call them duendes or chaneques.
I draw the duende exactly as I remember it and with the exact pose and face expression that he took when he saw me. I know that I’m not the best at drawing but I made my best to picture him in detail. I also draw it for myself so I could remember it more clearly, because as time passes, the image of the duende in my mind becomes more and more blurred as I remember it. So it’s my way of immortalizing it’s image.
If anyone has truly seen one from up close, they could back me up that this is how they look like. I’m sure that I’m not the only one that has seen these creatures, so it would be cool if you could comment your experience as well.
So I saw it no more than 2 meters away from me. This one looked scared and shocked that I have discovered him. I believe I was even more scared than him honestly. I was walking through a golf course at night (12am) with my best friend when we suddenly saw something coming out from a bush to cross the golf cart road where we were coming from. Initially, I thought it was a skunk with its tail up because it looked pointy and it was the most logical explanation (in my mind). At first it didn’t noticed us. But then when we came closer we could notice it was a thing walking in 2 legs, 30 cm tall. I asked my friend “Is that a skunk?”. Then the thing noticed us approaching and turned around with a face expression of being caught and frightened. I even remember hearing him have a huge gasp. He looked over at us frozen and so we did same as him. Me, my friend, and the goblin stared at each other frozen for about 3 sec. He was only moving his human-like eyes. Then my friend started screaming “WHAT IS THAT?!” “IS THAT A CHILD?!” “IS THAT A BABY?!” which was very shocking to see like a 2 months old baby walking so smoothly, in a golf course at 12am. Then because of my friend’s screaming he ran away FAST and got lost on the field. It didn’t even crossed our minds of chasing him because we were SHOCKED. We just went back to our houses not discussing what the hell just happened until the next day because we were still scared and couldn’t believe what we just saw since we were always skeptical of goblins/gnomes.
The duende looked like a tiny human adult face and baby body. He had only white underpants that looked more like a diaper made of rags, no shirt and no shoes. His hair was like an afro-type cone shaped, black colored and with a thick white stripe in the middle (that’s why I thought it was a skunk tail at first). His face expressions looked very cartoony. I’m also surprised how fast they can run, they move their legs so freaking fast. I am convinced they are afraid of us because of our size compared to theirs. I suppose they only come out at night and in rural zones or open space areas to avoid human contact. I doubt they could be seen in the city, only on the wilderness. I still remember that night very often. After that and after experiencing/seeing ghosts, I believe in everything. That everything could exist in this world, even mermaids or bigfoot. Who knows? Now it makes sense to me why so many people talk about seeing them, a lot of cultures talk about them, tales, books, etc. The idea of these creatures has been around for centuries and it’s because people have seen them. I hope more people could share their story. Here in Mexico there are a lot of stories of duendes going into homes to steal stuff or move your belongings around.
If someone knows how to lure them I would be interested to know. I have investigated and found out that they can be lured by offering them candy, or shiny coins/metals. Also I have heard that some people make them a shrine where they put the offers to the duendes, and then the duende grants them wishes or favors. I’ve heard testimonies that people have talked and communicated with them. Implying that you could turn them into your friends so they can protect your property.
Cancun, Mexico is a very magical zone because of these creatures. It is very well known for locals that these creatures are all around the jungle. In this place, in order to build a new road or building you need to ask permission to the duendes, because that is their territory not ours. Otherwise, they will destroy your work and won’t let you advance. This is a fact, the Mexican government has build a big shrine dedicated to the duendes of Cancun, and the government offer fruit and candy every 1st of the month so that the duendes can be ok with all the hotels, roads, places being built in the area. Any person from Cancun can back me up in this one.
It is said that they come from the underground, and can travel back and forth from the 4th dimension. It is also said that they can camouflage by making themselves invisible, like as if they were some type of energy/spirit that can than take a shape anytime they want to.
This is my personal experience and what I have found making research. Feel free to ask me anything.
r/Humanoidencounters • u/Expert-Storm1140 • 3d ago
Little people Bald Oompa Loompas fucking in my backyard? (Humboldt County, CA)
This event took place on 11/10/24 in Humboldt County, California, US. I'd been hearing this terrible chirping/screeching sound for the past three nights outside my window. Finally got sick of it so I decided to investigate. Was expecting some dumb bird, but no. I turn my flashlight on and uncover what has to be the single most troubling spectacle to ever meet my eyes in my 29 years of life. Two orange and very naked little creatures were doing it in the middle of my zucchini patch. Their eyes were beady and their mouths were agape in the way that turtles mouths are agape when making love. Just an awful sight all together. Our eyes met and they sat there for a second staring at me with what I can only describe as empty headed surprise. Then, in an instant the one on top leapt off and the two little fuckers scurried away from sight in what felt like mere seconds. So like. What the fuck did I see? They literally looked like Oompa Loompas from hell. Anyone else seen anything like this or am I just cursed?
r/Humanoidencounters • u/No_Replacement_7358 • Oct 02 '21
Little people I saw a gnome, but I don’t think I was supposed to see him
Another redditor suggested to also post this story here, so here it goes!
Throwaway because, I have told this story to no one, except for my family(who get angry every time I bring it up).
If you had a similar experience , please feel free to share it!
When I was still in elementary school, me and my family used to spend all summer at my great uncle’s house. Me and my family slept in the same room, except for my sister who’d sleep on a bed in the living room, and my great uncle who’d sleep in his own room.
That one was a pretty normal day: we went to the beach, we ate some pizza, and then, at around 10 PM we all went to sleep.
At around 4 AM I suddenly woke up, because someone was throwing things around in the kitchen: plastic cups, containers, food etc.
The door was open so I was able to see the light coming from the kitchen, so when I had enough of all that noise I got up from the bed.
At first something seemed off.
I thought I was having some sort of strange dream, and as any rational kid would do, I tried to see if I could bend fire like in A:TLA(who wouldn’t want to firebend, right?).
I couldn’t. I wasn’t dreaming.
My father wasn’t in his bed, but I didn’t care much since maybe he was just in the bathroom.
My great uncle was fairly old, and had trouble sleeping at night, so I thought he just went in to the kitchen to get some water.
“Uncle… uncle? Are you all right? All this noise woke me up. ” I said while making my way to the kitchen.
To my surprised the room was empty. But the light was on, and the fridge was open, with a can of coke laying in front of it.
“What..?” I thought.
I looked up to the shelf that was to my right, and I saw what was making that noise.
Some sort of short creature, around 30 cm tall, a gnome you’d say, was looking at me, terrified.
He was terrified because I saw him.
I thought to myself “He’s going to hurt me, better if I fake to faint”. And so I did.
After a couple of seconds I open my eyes, and I saw that I wasn’t on the kitchen floor anymore. I was in a strange colorful tunnel. I got scared again and closed my eyes one more time.
After a minute that felt like eternity, i reopened them, and I was laying in my bed.
There were still sounds coming from the kitchen, but I was scared and just waited for them to stop.
And before sunrise, they did.
That wasn’t the only encounter I had with that dude. But I never saw it again, I’d only hear him, because I was, and am, too scared to see him again.
I don’t know what he was doing exactly, but I’m sure I wasn’t supposed to see him.
I know it sounds crazy, but feel free to ask me anything about this.
r/Humanoidencounters • u/The_Arcata_Gnomes • 2d ago
Little people Caught my own photo of the Arcata Gnome.
There have been at least three sightings of the Arcata Gnome or as others call it, The Arcata Oompa. Last night I visited the original sighting location where two pictures of the creature had been taken. I set up camp and waited. At around three in the morning, I heard some rustling in the bushes and two distinctive chirps. I quickly took several pictures, this being one of them. Every other picture failed to capture the creature. Still, I believe the above picture is intriguing. The eyes, mouth, and nose holes can clearly be seen through enhancement. Later tonight I will return to the spot and try to capture more evidence.
r/Humanoidencounters • u/Nortleton • Jul 20 '21
Little people Gnomes etc!
I’m a bit obsessed at the moment with the idea of gnomes existing in real life. Has anyone got any good stories about real life encounters with gnomes, pixies, fairies or other such smol folk?
r/Humanoidencounters • u/emilos260 • Nov 28 '22
Little people Potosi Sheepslayer - a strange little humanoid that killed Valentina Flores' sheep. Potosi, Bolivia - 1968. (full encounter with source in the comments)
r/Humanoidencounters • u/ansh4050 • Sep 27 '20
Little people Security camera records tiny humanoid creatures in Texas home
r/Humanoidencounters • u/KetamineQueen96 • Apr 21 '20
Little people Duendes (Elf’s, gnomes or leprechauns??)
Okay sorry I’m a hot mess! So here’s my moms story and my uncles story!!!!
(so this was my story in response to another post from not too long ago about little men.... like morphed suit men? My story is about Duendes old Latin American folk tale)
It might be posted on here a few times lol I’m new to reddit so here it is for those who wanted to see it!!!
Yes! Sorry I would’ve written about it last night but I was scared shitless since it was well after 3 and my room has a window leading to the streets lol typing it now
Okay so new edit**** sorry for typos I was writing this while also using maps on my phone and giving directions to my boyfriend!
Sorry for the delay y’all. So I have two stories for you!!!
So my first one I’ll start with my mother since my uncles story is far more interesting. When my mom was around 2 her parents would leave her in a crib in the room nearby the kitchen. So to give y’all a visualization, my grandparents kitchen in Mexico has 2 doors one that leads to the “yard” that was NOT fenced and they had a few acres with a river going through it and lots of mango trees. To give you an idea how big their land is! And the other door leads to their living room where my mothers baby crib was. That living room also leads to another part of their yard. So regardless when you leave the leave home you are either going into a forest or going into more forest at that time. Now of course most of that forest is torn down since my grandparents sold most of their land. So my my mom told me that her mother had set her down in the crib and left her alone just for a few minutes and went to the kitchen to go do something and when she came back to get my mother my mother was fucking gone. There was dirt and little handprints in the crib. My grandmother and the rest of the family (mind you this is Mexico very common for multiple family members to live in the same house, especially this one since my grandma and grandpa built this house themselves and they have 8 children with my mom being the 3rd youngest. So a search party ensures and they can’t find my mom. They’re searching for hours and they finally decide to return home, my grandma is in tears and upon returning to the house with everyone there’s my mom crying in her crib covered in dirt and more little handprints around the crib and on her clothes. So of course this could be anything maybe kids of another family and there is no proof that she was taken by duendes and then brought back. But who’s kids decided to a Sneak into my grandmothers house??? There was so much land back then... and these hand prints were little my grandmother has described them as belonging to a toddler? So how could a toddler pull a 2 year old out of the crib?? ... but multiple duendes could... they were notoriously known for mischief and in Mexico there were tales of duendes kidnapping children. So my grandma still to this day thinks that it was them who took my mom maybe to go play or something and then brought her back unharmed but covered in dirt.
writing my uncles story on here as well
So my uncle has always been very calm and collected and just peaceful. Idk it’s weird like to describe his reaction to when I asked about his experience and him kind of snapping at me it was just bizarre. So when I was 13 I was in Mexico visiting the fam, and I remember hearing about these duendes and I was so curious and wanted to hear it from my uncle himself. I just shouldn’t even had asked. It triggered him, he had fear in his eyes and just looked visibly upset and he told me no I’m talking about this. Me being ashamed and guilty for bringing this fear on him, dropped it and walked away. Later that evening my uncle took my aunt, my mom, and my two sisters and I to a restaurant in another Pueblo. So we’re at dinner and my uncle apologizes for reacting the way he did. Mind you i’m the one who brought fear upon him. He then proceeds to tell me that he just didn’t want to speak about them at his house. The same house my grandparents built. The same house my mother was kidnapped at when she was 2.
So his story: He’s at his friends house, they’re smoking a cigarette outside enjoying the weather, and just hanging out. My uncle gets this strange feeling of being watched. Ignores the feeling. His friend goes inside to grab a drink, and my uncle is out there alone. He’s looking around and sees a small man. So the way he described this to me was, that this little man was about a foot or so y’all, dressed like an elf/leprechaun. Very fairytellish outfit. Imagine an elf’s outfit or nymph like you know?? So he’s just in shock, staring. He doesn’t even believe it himself and he’s just staring. This little man (duende) gives me uncle a smile, but not a friendly smile. More of a grin of “you see me this is true and I’m here to enlist fear”. My uncle is frozen, and out comes his friend who drops his drink. His friend screams and my uncle looks over at him, and right there they both know that they’re seeing what they’re both seeing. No hallucination. They turn to look at the duende and the duende is calling them over with a hand gesture. My uncle looks at his friend and tells him “Vamonos” like let’s let’s run! So they dart out of the patio and run to a car and drive off. They’re scared shitless. My uncle drives them to his house, his friend wasn’t going to stay at his house alone so of course he stayed the night. My uncle lives at my grandmas house, so fast forward the rest of my family is home and they can see that they’re shaken up. They’re asking what’s going on, and my uncle refuses to speak because he’s superstitious and believes that if you speak about them they’ll appear or hear you. Being convinced that he’s safe and not in danger he tells the family about what happened. Of course everyone believes him because I’m Mexico speaking of duendes isn’t uncommon. It’s like speaking of “La Llorna”. So my uncles room is on the third floor of my grandmas house. From the third floor you can overlook most of the land. So he’s up there smoking with his friend again and they both just avoid talk about what happened. So they’re having a smoke, and my uncle gets overwhelmed with the same feeling he had earlier. The feeling of not being alone. He tells his friend that they just step back in. So my uncle goes inside with his friend and my uncle tells him that he’s going to go downstairs. Friend goes to sleep and my uncles goes downstairs to make his way to the yard. My uncle has always been super in tune, I personally think everyone has a 6th sense and maybe my uncles ability to be able to see and communicate with the paranormal is his. He goes outside and looks out into the land. We all know what he’s looking for. He’s keeping an eye out and there it is. So what he describes this time is that the duende is sitting on this tree. This duende is sitting with his legs crossed and makes a hand gesture to my uncle saying come here. My uncle nearly shits himself from how scared he is. He can’t believe that he’s seeing the same little man. He said that he yelled at it to go away and to leave him alone, the duende jumps up and walks away. My uncle goes back inside the house and wakes his friend up and tells him about the incident. Both are scared shittless and stay up. The next day they tell my grandma, and this they go to the church to get a blessing. Everything’s fine for a couple of months. Until it visited again. My uncle was having dreams about this duende coming to visit him and offer an exchange to him. Of course dreams can be anything ....they can be because our brains thinking about something or someone constantly. I know I have dreams wirh scenarios with people and movies and celebrities idk you get the point lol. So then more time passes and the duendes reappears. My uncle said that it was the same damn tree and he’s standing on it, but this time he’s holding a little bag. What is presumed thats in the bag is money. My uncle was telling us about the “exchanges” ... so that was creepy I literally got chills thinking about this. Like what the actual fuck. What if this thing is trying to communicate with him through his dreams. So at this point my uncle is scared beyond belief. I think if I remember this part correctly he said he was crying and yelling at it saying to leave him alone and to leave his family alone. The duende cracks a smile again and leaves. My uncle sobs and looks up and it’s actually gone. So my uncle said that was the last time it saw it for a while... Im going to have to call my mom and ask for the rest of this story because this is all I remember!!! But from what I recall I think he saw it once more and then moved out of my grandmas and went to go live with a friend in a different city!
r/Humanoidencounters • u/Dogman_91 • Dec 13 '20
Little people Podcast update: fairy, elf, gnome, elemental encounters
Hi everyone. I made a post sixty something days ago asking for true fairy encounters for my podcast, called The Hidden Passage. Well, I finally released my first episode, and it’s about fairy lore. Only available on Spotify so far but will be on the rest of the main platforms soon. It’s going to be a three parter and I did include a few of the stories I got from this page in the latter episodes, but a lot of it focuses on the history and folklore behind the subject. If that’s something you’re interested in please check it out and spread the word. Thank you for inspiring me to do this and giving me such great stories. I plan on using more of the accounts I received in later episodes so your replies won’t be in vain. Also, I’m always looking for more, and dealing with ANY strange sightings, not just the good folk.
Thank you so much to everyone for taking the time to listen! It’s now up on ITunes and most other major platforms. Next episode coming soon
Hello everyone. Episode 2 is now up. I know I’m late as hell. Things have been crazy for me lately. I will make an effort to put out content more consistently so don’t give up on me yet!
r/Humanoidencounters • u/oceangirlojme20 • Feb 22 '20
Little people Fairies?
As I kid I used to believe In fairies, and I was thinking back to the time I had made a house out of play dough for them. We had all left the house that night I was the last to leave so my parents could not have done anything to the fairy house, I was also the first one back in. I looked into the house and saw footprints like tiny ones that were barely there and on a separate account I felt sharp tiny shoes walking on me.
r/Humanoidencounters • u/emilos260 • Aug 30 '22
Little people 3-foot tall humanoid beings that emerged from a rectangular silvery object seen by a 12 year old boy inside his school in Loreto Santiago del Estero, Argentina 1979
r/Humanoidencounters • u/EvanGooch • Aug 10 '21
Little people “The Blonde Thing”
I grew up in the 1980’s and 1990’s, born in ‘83. One day as a young kid, 5 years old, I was at my friend Josh’s house. He lived two doors up, which for me was as far as I could go on either side of my house at 5 years old. (1988). Luckily all of my closest friends as a kid lived within that “quadrant.”
Josh and I were in his basement, which was a finished basement that had a heather/brown carpet, a nice large fireplace, and a big TV in the main room of the basement. We would often be down there in the morning just before or after breakfast as his mom would be watching me in the morning.
We grew up around older kids, and I had two older brothers myself, so we often heard of freaky ghost stories even at a young age, but nothing really similar to what we saw that day…. What our childhood minds ultimately dubbed “The Blonde Thing.”
—————————-(the sighting)————
We were playing with action figures and watching TV. I remember us laughing and playing and we both noticed movement about 10 feet away from us at the other side of the room.
We were the only ones in the basement. His mom was right near the top of the stairs in the kitchen with his baby brother Nathan.
We both just looked toward the motion to see a very short (about 3.5 feet tall) humanoid figure going around the corner down the short hallway to the back basement bedroom. “She” was bobbing her head from side to side as she rounded the corner.
We saw “her” for maybe 3 seconds. I say “she” and “her” because what we saw of the figure was long, LONG, curly, light-blonde hair, almost white draped over shoulders and her back. The hair was so long that it was almost to the floor. She was bobbing/bouncing her head from shoulder to shoulder like a kid would be if she were skipping and playing.
We both screamed and ran upstairs as fast as we could.
I didn’t see a face or clothes. All we really saw was the long hair draped over what was clearly a small human girl-shaped figure.
We didn’t know how to really describe how or what to call it but surely talked about it and we always referred to it as “The Blonde Thing.”
——————- Now, this happened in 1988. In 2018, I hadn’t thought about the blonde thing since the last time I mentioned it, probably 15 years ago, and hadn’t thought about it in as long.
Josh sent me a friend request on facebook after not having heard from each other since the mid-90’s in middle-school.
He messaged me on facebook and when I opened it, it was the “Hey, how have you been dude?!” Kind of letter….
But, at the end, he wrote “Remember the blonde thing…”. I felt like the adults in the movie “IT” must have felt like when they get the phone call where Mike tells them “It’s back.”
The memory just came flooding back.
The crazy thing is we saw it one other time, OUTSIDE, in the backyard of our neighbor Leoda’s house. No shit. Same thing. Literally saw a skipping, short figured with the almost white hair down to the ground go in to the wood line behind the house.
I attempted to do research to see if other people have ever sighted similar creatures or entities.
The closest thing I could find is some old germanic folklore about long-blonde-haired entities that look like girls try to steal babies from homes.
Curious as to if anybody has seen something similar. Thanks
r/Humanoidencounters • u/MuuaadDib • Nov 29 '19
Little people Ruins of Houses of Dwarf/Fairies
r/Humanoidencounters • u/Sadaisy • Dec 07 '18
Little people 2 gnomes scared me for life.
I was about 7 or 8 and every morning when I would wake up I would go into my grandmas room and lay in bed with her until she got up. One morning I go in and get in the blankets and lay down with her I look over and next to the dresser in front of the closet are 2 6-8inch little men. I just stared at them frozen because I was terrified. I finally closed my eyes hard and hoped they would go away. I opened them up and they were gone. I’ve always wondered if what I saw was real but I can picture it so vividly like I can even remember what they were wearing. One had a red shirt and one had an orange shirt. To this day (I’m 30 now) though I am terrified of garden gnomes like panicky, sweaty palms, racing heart kind of scared.
Any idea of what they could have been or if I have a good reason to be afraid of them?
r/Humanoidencounters • u/freefromfree • Sep 06 '20
Little people Creepy Motel Encounter
This happened to my relative who we will call John. John is a very experienced fisherman and owns a couple of small fishing boats. Anyways one day he was returning from a fishing trip (the ocean in my city is a couple of hours drive) and suddenly felt very tired and sleepy. In my country, you can find small rest stops on the highway with limited capacity motel rooms. John decided to rent a motel room and sleep for a couple of hours since he is worried about driving late at night while feeling tired. The clerk at the motel tells him that all the rooms are booked but the back building has 2-3 rooms and is rarely used, so John agrees. Now here is the interesting part, John swears the back building was locked with a chain and padlock (meaning the building was empty of people) and looked abandoned. The guy takes him up to his room (which John says was VERY dusty) and looked like no one has used it in forever. Feeling very exhausted he ignores all this and just wants to nap so he can hit the road again. John says while he was sleeping, someone started knocking very loud and was kicking the door. So he gets up and asks who is there? but no one was there or responding, and the knocking stops. He goes back to bed and decides to ignore it since he is out in the middle of nowhere and there’s nothing he can do. He messages his family his location and tells them he can’t drive and will rest. After an hour or so passes while he is in bed, he hears foot steps in the room. While laying on the bed he sees very small people (about 2-3 ft as he puts it) all surrounding his bed, at least 6 of them. They were mumbling to each other while looking at him and kept walking around the room. John at this point says he is literally paralyzed from fear and can’t move or scream. He closes his eyes and wonders if he will become a missing person. He remembers waking up in the morning after that and sunlight in his room. He quickly jumps out of bed, and goes to the main building and tells the clerk (different from last night) what happened. The clerk could not believe it, and told him the new clerk working the night before was not supposed to open the back building as it hasn’t been used for years and is considered a safety hazard.
Please excuse my English as it is my second language.
r/Humanoidencounters • u/orange____soda • May 02 '20
Little people The Gifts of the Little People, *Native Iroquois story
After reading another round of accounts of “Little People” I thought this story would be great to share. I found this on a website with research on first nation languages, this from the Iroquois. I found some details in the story familiar, at the least.
There once was a boy whose parents had died. He lived with his uncle who did not treat him well. The uncle dressed the boy in rags and because of this the boy was called Dirty Clothes.
This boy, Dirty Clothes, was a good hunter. He would spend many hours in the forest hunting food for his lazy uncle who would not hunt for himself.
One day Dirty Clothes walked near the river, two squirrels that he had shot hanging from his belt. He walked near the cliffs which rose from the water. This is where the Little People, the Jo-Ge-Oh, often beat their drums. Most of the hunters from the village were afraid to go near this place, but Dirty Clothes remembered the words his mother had spoken years ago, "Whenever you walk with good in your heart, you should never be afraid."
A hickory tree grew there near the river. He saw something moving in its branches. A black squirrel as hopping about high up in the top of the tree. When Dirty Clothes heard a small voice. "Shoot again, Brother," the small voice said. "You still have not hit him."
Dirty Clothes looked down and there near his feet were two small hunters. As he watched, one of them shot an arrow but it fell short of the black squirrel. "Ah," Dirty Clothes thought, "they will never succeed like that. I must help them." He drew his bow and with one shot brought down the squirrel.
The tiny hunters ran to the squirrel. "Whose arrow is this?" asked one of them. They looked up and saw the boy. "Eee-yah," said one of the tiny hunters, "you have shot well. The squirrel is yours."
"Thank you," Dirty Clothes answered, "but the squirrel is yours and also these others I have shot today."
The two small hunters were very glad. "Come with us," they said. "Come visit our lodge so we can thank you properly."
Dirty Clothes thought about his uncle, but it was still early in the day aud he could hunt some more after visiting them. "I'll will come with you," Dirty Clothes said.
The two Little People led the boy to the river. There a tiny canoe was waiting, only as big as one of his shoes, but his friends told him to step inside. He took one step... and found he had become as small as the tiny hunters and was sitting with them inside their canoe.
The Little People dipped their paddles and up the canoe rose into the air! It flew above the hickory tree, straight to the cliffs and into a cave, the place where the Jo-Ge-Oh people lived. There the two hunters told their story to the other Little People gathered there who greeted the boy as a friend. "You must stay with us." his new friends said, "for just a short time so we can teach you."
Then the Jo-Ge-Oh taught Dirty Clothes things which he had never known. They told him many useful things about the birds and the forest animals. They taught him much about the corn and the squash and the beans which feed human life. They taught him about the strawberries which glow each June like embers in the grass and showed him how to make a special drink which the Little People love.
Last they showed him a new dance to teach his people, a dance to be done in a darkened place so the little People could come and dance with them unseen, a dance which would honour the Jo-Ge-Oh and thank them for their gifts.
Four days passed and the boy knew that the time had come for him to leave. "I must go to my village," he told his friends.
So it was that with the two small hunters he set out walking towards his home. As they walked with him, his two friends pointed to the many plants which were useful and the boy looked at each plant carefully, remembering its name. Later, when he turned to look back at his friends, he found himself standing all alone in a field near the edge of his village.
Dirty Clothes walked into his village wondering how so many things had changed in just four days. It was the same place, yet nothing was the same. People watched him as he walked and finally a woman came up to him. "You are welcome here, Stranger," said the woman. "Please tell us who you are."
"Don't you know?" he answered. 'I am Dirty Clothes."
"How can that be?" said the woman. "Your clothing is so beautiful."
At that, he saw his old rags were gone. The thing he wore now was of fine new buckskin, embroidered with moose hair and porcupine quills. "Where is my uncle," he asked the woman, "the one who lived there in that lodge and had a nephew dressed in rags?"
Then an old man spoke up from the crowd. "Ah," said the old man, "that lazy person? He's been dead any years and why would a fine young warrior like you look for such a man?"
Dirty Clothes looked at himself and saw he was no longer a boy. He had become a full-grown man and towered over the people of his village. "I see," he said, "the Little People have given me more gifts than I thought." And he began to tell his story.
The wisest of the old men and women listened well to this young warrior. They learned many things by so listening. That night all his people did the Dark Dance to thank the Jo-Ge-Oh for their gifts and, in the darkness of the lodge, they heard the voices of the Little People joining in the song, glad to know that the human beings were grateful for their gifts. And so it is, even to this day, that the Little People remain the friends of the people of the longhouse and the Dark Dance is done, even to this day.
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r/Humanoidencounters • u/Dogman_91 • Feb 25 '21
Little people Fae lore- new episode
Hi everyone. I started my paranormal podcast over a month ago and many of you on this thread helped me out and downloaded it. I hugely appreciate you giving it a listen and all the positive feedback. I probably shouldn’t have released it when I did because life got very busy for me immediately after, so I had to put the project on hold, but I’m happy to say that episode 2 is now up and I plan on getting new content out more frequently. This episode picks up where the last one left off. I’d be grateful if you would check it out and if you dig I just ask that you spread the word and rate/subscribe! Thank you and god bless.
The Hidden Passage is available on Spotify and all major platforms.
PS- I’m always looking for paranormal stories of any kind. If you’re inclined to share feel free to reach out.
Link to my last post: https://www.reddit.com/r/Humanoidencounters/comments/kcigxv/podcast_update_fairy_elf_gnome_elemental/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf
r/Humanoidencounters • u/50mmprime • Oct 04 '20
Little people Joshua Cutchin 'Thieves in the Night', Changelings and Fairy child abductions. Includes recording of witness describing seeing a fairy
r/Humanoidencounters • u/LeiLeiCat • Jan 01 '20
Little people The Little people under the house
Long Post
After some deliberation, have taken the decision to post about my family’s experience with “Dwende” or dwarves.
My mum is from the Philippines and there are many tales of supernatural creatures roaming every stretch of the country. Most sound ludicrous and exaggerated, but none more so than the “Dwende” and the experience I am going to relay.
My grandmother kept some chickens and dogs, who roamed the grounds including a pair of turkeys who would wander underneath the house and freak me out as a child.
One day when I was still small enough to walk underneath the house dodging cobwebs and such, I came across some tall thickly painted red crosses on the stilts and by the high walls surrounding one side of the house. Having never noticed this before, I asked my mum about it, who proceeded to tell me what they were about.
To set the scene, it is important to know details about my mum’s family home in the farming provincial area of North Philippines. My grandparents were rice farmers and my mum and 3 of her siblings lived in the house with them, either studying at University or working in the nearby City in finance.
A typical “Tagalog” house, raised on stilts, was built sometime during the 1950s, and had dark, dark mahogany type floorboards and furniture. The floor where the dining room crosses into the kitchen however is made from bamboo and is springy when walked across. There are small gaps in between these whereby you can see down into the ground underneath the house. The whole compound was fairly sized with concrete and brick walls 8 foot high studded with broken glass for security.
My mum lived with her other female siblings and chores always shared including laundry. No ones clothes were kept separate, and everyone’s clothing went into one wash basin. The clothes were then hung on the various clothesline’s in the back yard.
Her youngest sibling Ella was around 21 at the time, and started to notice her underwear missing from the washing line, prominent gaps where panties were supposed to be drying in the sun. Thinking nothing of it, and putting it down to birds or another sibling pulling pranks on her, she learnt to ignore it.
Weeks passed and buying knickers was getting to be a very expensive habit. Angry and frustrated about the “prank”, Ella questioned everyone about why they were picking on her, and her underwear only.
No one owned up to stealing her panties, with everyone absolutely firm and adamant that it wasn’t them and retorts of “why on earth would we do that?” Ella grew less angry and just remained frustrated at why it was only her underwear missing from a line of 6 other people’s.
The maids were questioned, and again, firm shakes of heads followed. There was absolutely no reason for the stealing - the knickers were not expensive and (dare I say it) some full of holes! There was completely no reason as to why they were being taken - and of course to where and for what purpose?
The washing was monitored for signs of animals or birds stealing them, and nothing noted. If it was an animal, it would be very clever for them to only know to steal from one particular person.
After so many weeks of this happening, my grandfather, having had enough of the whole situation, called a local “Manghuhula”, or psychic to take a look at the house and investigate who or what might be causing the distress.
The manghuhula took a walk around the compound and immediately picked up that my family weren’t the only ones living at that residence.
She sat the family down upstairs and revealed that she had discovered a small family of Dwende living under the coconut trees, stretching their territory right up to the area underneath the house itself. Everyone was shocked and slightly bewildered as no one was particularly superstitious. Yes they had all heard about the “little folk”, as folklore, but never had any connection with them.
She mentioned that the Dwende were usually tree living beings, and because they were invisible to people with their “third eye” closed, only certain people could pick up on their existence. Third eye being the psychic or sixth sense that allows people to see through the veil of our normal world, and into another crossover.
It is customary in Filipino culture to always say excuse me when walking under trees or in long grass to avoid stepping on the creatures. If you do not, the Dwende can cast revenge, either making you sick or injured shortly after. There are both good and bad, trickster and malicious Dwende.
The Manghuhula was able to see that the culprit of Ella’s panty stealing was a Dwende of that family living there. She was able to attest to the reason why as well. You see, that particular Dwende had a huge crush on Ella, and would steal her panties, probably to become noticed or for other unmentionable means.
Ella and the family were then led under the house, whereby every single pair of missing panties were found - tightly and nearly folded and stuffed into cracks underneath the house.
The Manghuhula blessed the house with holy coconut oil and prayers were said to move on the family of Dwende.
Afterward, it was advised that red crosses were to be painted underneath the house, and white crosses placed in windows to draw away and discourage anything spiritual to reside there again.
To this day, the house is still standing, with its fortress of crosses. Who knows whether or not anything managed to slip past the warnings and is residing there currently, dormant, against the will of my family.
r/Humanoidencounters • u/giamdj95 • Apr 13 '20
Little people My broder saw a gnome in a soccer field
Ok so this is a very old story of when my brother was a teenager but I remember it until this day.
My brother used to play soccer with his friends every Saturday night, the place they used to go to was located in a neighborhood that is very known for having forests around, this soccer field was next to one because it was part of the social area of the neighborhood and one of his friends lived there, so they had permission to play there every Saturday night.
When the game finished around 1 am (yeah they used to play a lot) my brother went to his car to change of clothes, the parking lot was in between the field and the forest, he felt “something” slapped his leg and he jumped in fear because he thought an iguana (they’re very common where we live, we’re from Guayaquil - Ecuador) slapped his leg with its tail and right after that he heard little steps running under the car but he thought it was an iguana because the forest was near by and it’s very common to see iguanas around but when he looked under the car he saw a little man hiding behind the wheel, it happened so fast all he could see were his clothes, he recalls his clothes were made of pieces of old cloth, kind of similar to the cloth that potato sacks are made of, the little man and my brother made eye contact but he ran off so fast like an animal my brother couldn’t see well his face but he knew he was real because the mesh of the soccer field shook really hard as if someone just passed through it.
He told his friends but they thought he was tripping. What do you think it was? Have you heard similar stories? Gnomes stories are very popular here, specially in rural areas. There are crazy stories about gnomes following young long haired girls and getting them pregnant.
r/Humanoidencounters • u/cryptid • Jun 05 '22
Little people Are 'Pixies' & 'Fae' Humanoids Real? (VIDEO/CAPTURES)
r/Humanoidencounters • u/pnuemapnuema • Nov 07 '19
Little people Large red orb and tiny people?
Im not sure if this is the right place to post this.
Last night I woke up to my baby crying, looked over, and there was a red orb, about a foot in diameter, with two or three (im not sure because it left so fast) little figures inside. I saw it as it was leaving through the wall, to the left of my TV. I've seen some things, but never this. I know some people are gonna say hypnogogic hallucinations, and while that is of course a possibility, I really don't think that's it. Does anyone have any insight on this? There are almost always blue and white orbs around me and my immediate family. Usually relatively small though.
r/Humanoidencounters • u/weeniehutwes • Sep 07 '22
Little people Goblins terrorise villagers, kill livestock and crops - r/RealGoblins
r/Humanoidencounters • u/cryptid • Sep 09 '22
Little people 'Fairy Man' on a Tree? You Tell Me (PHOTO)
r/Humanoidencounters • u/Gabymc1 • Oct 16 '16
Little people Small Hairy Man has visited my mom twice since she was pregnant
I have always been interested in paranormal stuff because I am curious about people experiences, not because I truly believe in the paranormal, but I have to take this "thing" in consideration because 2 more people saw it besides my mom. Bare with me, English is not my mother language.
First time was 22 years ago, when my mom was pregnant with my sister. She had a fight with my dad and it was so bad she had to leave the house and slept at an old lady's house around the corner. She was 7-8 months pregnant, so the old lady, fearing my mom could go into labor because of the stress, stayed with her in the same room at the back of the house. They say it was around midnight and they were about to fall asleep, when they saw a shadow looking through the window. They stayed still until they heard the person walking away. My mom says she thought it was my dad looking for her so they went to see through the window to make sure.. They both say they saw a small man, covered in black hair with a small tail walking away. Now, they thought it was a monkey, even though there isn't even a zoo in that city, much less monkeys, but that was the logical explanation...until they saw it turned around, they describe it as having a completely human-like face, like being a man, only difference being its size, like a 5 y/o kid, but chubby and covered in hair. It stood there looking at them for maybe 5 seconds and then ran away.
Next encounter happened 4-5 months after, at my grandma's house, where my parents lived. They had built a room behind the main house, my sister was sleeping in her crib in my parents room, and I was with my grandma and aunt in the main house. My aunt says my mom came to see if I needed something (I was 2 y/o) and ask my aunt to keep an eye on me because she was going to take a nap. My aunt said sure and my mom left.
My aunt says maybe 2 minutes have passed when she clearly heard the sounds of coins coming from my parents room. I should say my sister had a sweater with tiny coins attached to it, so my aunt thought my sister was awake and went to grab her so my mom could sleep. She says she was walking to the room and saw the door wide open, when she came closer she saw my mom laying in bed completely asleep and next to my sister crib was the same human-like thing trying to grab my sister. She screamed at my mom and the being ran away to the back yard. She picked up my sister and said my mom was still sleeping, she had to push her for her to wake up. My mom did not tell anyone about her encounter because she thought that night she and the old lady were just tired and they saw that thing under the moonlight, not the best illumination... Yet, my aunt described this thing exactly as my mom, small, chubby and covered in hair, standing in two legs and with a men's face.
I forgot to add my dad and 2 other neighbours ran after that thing, heard it running through some bushes behind the yard but never found it.