A story of a small being: “When I was around 8 years old I woke up one night and had to go to the bathroom. When I came back, I got in bed and pulled the covers up to my chin. We had a hallway light that was left on all night so we could find our way to the bathroom at the end of the hall. As I lay there for about 1 minute, I saw a shadow coming down the hall and I thought, oh I must have woke mom up and she’s coming to see what I’m doing. I was shocked to see a little man?? about 2-3 ft. tall turn in my doorway! He just stood there and I couldn’t see his face because once you step in my doorway the hallway light doesn’t shine on you anymore. I could tell that it had a hat on that looked like the kind that the pilgrims wore. I could also tell that it had a long bushy beard, but I could not see his face clearly. I sat there and I was so scared I couldn’t move, then he started to walk to the end of my bed. I just about s**t my pants! The only thing I could think of to do was to lay down and pull the covers over my head because he blocked the only exit out of my room. I layed there under the covers waiting for him to get on the bed and grab me. I must have layed there about 5 minutes but it seemed like eternity. I finally got the courage to slowly pull the cover down and I couldn’t see him anywhere. I jumped off the end of the bed in one leap and flew into mom and dads room. I woke mom up and told her what I saw but she just said I was dreaming and to go back to bed. I’ll tell you that I went and turned on every light in the house and looked around all over the place. I didn’t go to sleep until the sun came up and I am positive that I did not dream it.” (from Shadowlands) Sounds like a traditional leprachaun in a way – or a gnome even – hmmmmmm! Huh.

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