Your True Tales
August 2005 – Page 26

Little Man in the Woods
by Ben

When I was about five or six years old, I used to go watch my brother play soccer. Truthfully, the games didn't keep me very interested, so I would routinely explore areas around the different fields looking for bugs where while my grandpa would watch the games with the other parents.

During one particular game, my brother played in a field that was surrounded by a wooded area. I walked around the perimeter of the woods exploring and looking for critters like I routinely did. As I walked along, an animal came up to me from out of the woods. I was astounded when I realized that it wasn't an animal; it was actually a little man.

Even though it was humanoid in appearance, I know it wasn't human. I was very short at that time, at the most 4 feet, and the creature I saw was extremely small to me, so it couldn't have been more that one foot tall. It had brownish skin, was very wrinkled and had tufts of gray hair sticking out of its head. It was very squat, almost square-shaped. Its body type resembled a person who looks short and squat in a funhouse mirror. It was also fully clothed, which was a characteristic that really perplexed me. It wore clothes that looked as if they could have been handmade. From what I remember, it was wearing simple brownish pants and a shirt that resembled peasant clothing from movies about the middle ages. It was also wearing small shoes that were tannish brown and looked to be made of leather. The thing that I remember the most was its beady black eyes. It did not have whites in its eyes like a human; they were all black. It looked at me for what seemed like forever, but was probably only a few seconds, and then it quickly ran off.

I ran back to my grandpa, and yelled, "Grandpa, I saw a little man in the woods." I recall the other parents just smiling, probably just thinking it was childish make believe and nothing more.

I forgot about this incident for a long time as I grew up, but one day about three years ago, I remembered it. I asked my mom if she remembered me talking about seeing a little man when I was a kid, and when she said she did, I was surprised. My grandfather had passed away a few years before this, but my mom said she remembered that he told her after the game that I had insisted that I had seen a little person in the woods, and that I was genuinely scared of something.

It was a long time ago and some of the details are hazy, but I do believe that I saw something very strange that day. I believe that I remembered it so well because I've never felt the way that I did when I saw it. I've never been a strong believer in otherworldly or mystical beings, I'd be much more inclined to believe it to be a naturally occurring hidden animal, but the feeling that overcame me when I saw it told me that it wasn't a natural creature. The experience seemed to have an almost magical feeling to it, and as far as I honestly know it really did happen.

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