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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.
I'm curious as to what made you think he was going to hurt you if you didn't pretend to faint? Did he have some sort of evil/bad look upon him? Did he look angry or upset? You said he looked terrified but any other emotions? Was it just this feeling of dread?
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