MFB's little person story reminded me of one I have to tell...
So back when I was a teenager, the home we lived in was purchased from some family friends, who moved out of state and then came back to San Diego. During one period, I would frequently see shadow people of various shades and sizes. Smaller dwarf-sized shapes and taller man-sized shapes, sometimes grey, sometimes black. I wasn't fond of the grey shapes, but the black shapes gave me the creeps. I also started seeing little people, just out of the corner of my eye, repeatedly. They were about a foot tall, maybe 18" at most, with grey-colored skin. Their heads were large. Not the same ratio as if a man-sized person was shrunk down to a foot. It was more like an apple-sized head, stuck on a small, thin barbie-sized body. What really caught my eye though was their hair. They had troll hair. Not like they were bright pink and green, but that they had some wacky hair, the same color as their body, sticking out inches away from their heads in all directions. I really didn't give much thought to seeing these little people and would just go on about whatever I was doing. Until one day when I was sitting in Chemistry and out of the corner of my eye I see a little person! I looked at it directly, stared for a few moments and saw it clearly, looked away and thought to myself "OMG, they followed me to school!". I looked back again and it was gone. I finally decided it was time to mention it to my mom and I had been seeing all these different things. I don't remember the order anymore, but either right before and right after I told my mom about what I had been seeing, my sister went to my mom and told her she was seeing things too!
We were still in contact with the son of our family friends, his room was actually my room. Days later, he came over and my mom decided to ask him if he had ever seen anything unusual in the house. He told her about how one night he was sleeping and woke up to see a small grey person with big hair, watching him from next to his bed. He grabbed the little person by their hair and shook them around and then fell back asleep. He woke up the next morning and just assumed he had been dreaming.
My mom decided to pray for the little people, not that they would leave, but if we could co-habitate nicely. She had a dream that night that the little people got together and were surprised that someone had prayed for them and decided that they would no longer bother us. We didn't see any little people after that, though I swear I saw another one the other day at work.
